I just knew that watching her cum while thinking about taking two guys at once was fucking hot, and that it was something I wanted to bring up again. ...Things went a slightly different direction first, though. Over the next few weeks, I don't think either of us brought it up. We just continued on with our sex lives as normal, and it didn't come up. It was probably about a week or two later when I woke up one morning after having a vague dream about Sam and her best friend Noreen, who now lived. And then she’d turn into the most insistent open mouthed and all-tongue kisser on the planet. I never knew what to expect when her lips touched mine.Tonight, she wanted me to do a kissing tour of her body. Of course, I spent a long time on her lips. But I guess I spent just as long kissing up her face, her eyes, her ears—that little spot just behind her ears that always seemed to drive her crazy. Then down her neck and throat that was vibrating the whole time with her moans. Oh yeah, that. Doreen tested the bed with a few quick bounces."What side do you sleep on?" She asked; it was a large double."I don't mind", I replied. Was she inferring I'd slept with someone regularly? Did she know something? I instantly pushed the thought from my mind."I'll take this side", she said, adding; " Because I'm right handed". Her remark didn't register with me. We unpacked, freshened up and went for a walk.It was a warm, sunny day; we crossed Waterloo Bridge and dropped down onto the Embankment.. I was excited, but equally terrified! Stand up, I told him, as I moved off of the bed and I took up a kneeling position at his feet on the floor in front of him. By this time, his hardened dick had almost strained and torn through the cotton. I reached into his waistband, and tugged his shorts down over his legs, letting them fall at his feet. There was a small patch of pre-cum on his white boxer shorts, and I realised I was only moments away from tasting his cock. I tugged down his.