My erection felt incredible ensconced inside her velvet vagina. Her forcefulness was a surprise. But she had more surprises in store. When I tried to ...lift her butt, a desire to take her driving me, she refused."No, Julian. Not yet," she whispered heatedly against my shoulder. Then, dissatisfied, she rose up, lifting herself off my erection.Confused, I waited to see what she was up to. Bianca kissed my mouth lightly, her eyes twinkling but her expression serious. She turned around, her back. One night after dancing at her place she admitted she had turned to women. Two bad marriages turned her off so she went to the other side. She never came out and actually made a serious pass, it did put the thought in my mind. My hubby even suggested that I give it a try at least once. Before she moved to Atlanta we went on a road trip there and went to a Korean bath house. I got my first look at her body. She did have a nice body and a good looking pussy. When we returned I thought more about. To be fair, she was up for it. It was awkward and uncomfortable watching him pushing and readjusting, to try to get that massive bratwurst into her tiny smoo, but he got there in the end, and shoved it right in and she screamed. Her tits were so big that I could actually fuck them from the side; I didn't need to climb on top of her, so I kept sticking my cock in her mouth for her to gobble on, and then slide it in her cleavage. She was a great cocksucker, and I was enjoying my time, but frankly. The yellow briefs of Muhammad’s younger brother which I was still wearing were pulled down until my buttocks at the back were showing. I felt the air of the room move in between the area of my backside. There was no pulling down of the front however and my teenage cock was still pulsating away, fighting the nylon fabric tension of the briefs. The men instinctively knew what to do and as the first one greased up from the jar, I felt the coolness and his fingers a moment later, working on my own.