To be fair to my man we share another female sometimes which we both enjoy.I am Sarah, of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English... and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I am to please and be pleased sexually. And I love having sex with an audience.After ten days together we were all very intimate in our conversations. By then I had no qualms in telling them about my blow job skills and how. ” “But it was just 12 Sir.” “One for touching my cock when I have told you we have to wait, and one for the feeble attempt of falling on purpose. Now behave like a good girl please.” Sulking at his dismissal, “yes sir.” “Now let’s get moving, we have much to do.”Our first stop is a very nice lingerie store, one with the little pink bags. A perky blonde practically runs him down to see if she can help him. He takes my hand and pulls me close, his arm slides around my waist as he kisses my cheek.. .mein aage kahni suru karta hun.pehle dusrei story ka thoda sa hisa likh raha hoon taki kahani aap ko samaj aa jaye.meri 4 th story mein aap ne pada ki kaise didi ki seal tuti. Didi boli “Aabhi tak to mera seal bhi nahi tuta hai or ise aab tum hi todo or wo bhi wildly.” Tab usne kaha “thik haiSali kutiya dekh aab ye kutta kya kerta hai” or usnee apne lund ko unke boor per rakh ker ek zordar dhakka diya or uska lund aadha unke boor me gus gaya didi chilla uthi tab usne apne hoth unke hoth per. “Oh god Lauren, I’m cumming, you’re making me cummmm! I love you, love you, love you…..” her voice trailed off as she slowly came down. I pulled my fingers from her sopping pussy, my hand soaked in her cum and released the suction on her neck.I was happy to see the makings of a good hickey on her neck, marking her as mine. I slipped her panties back over her pussy, patting them back into place, causing her to shudder with each touch, before futilely trying to dry my hands on her skirt.Holding.