I'd gone too far. "Okay," she stood up, "I'll be certain to lock my door every night." She turned and stiffly walked out of the room and down the hall... to the bedrooms. "Bye-bye really really good," she spat over her shoulder.That left me to stand myself to shoulder the burden of turning off the t.v. and all the lights. That didn't take long, but it was long enough to make a point. By the time I walked down the hall to my own room, passing my sister's door, hearing her lock click shut at such. I am in my element. I love being sexually pleasured with another couple watching. This time around is slightly different. I want to turn two men on. I want them to have throbbing erections for me and each other. I only met Ben less than half an hour ago. When my man has satiated me with his tongue, I want to watch Ben give him a blow job. So does my girlfriend Zara.When they arrived my man and I were both determined to play the moment to the hilt. Five minutes earlier I told him I was really. But increasingly with eagerness and pleasure. Millimeter by millimeter, he'd work his way inside her, feeling her gorgeous pink pussy flood, then expand. Then tighten again, grasping, caressing.Fuck, she was hot!It had taken them a few months to figure it out: The way she liked to come was straddling him facing away from him, her golden hair cascading down her perfect, graceful back, her soft, soft soles turned up, her perfectly pedicured toes wiggling near his chest. Sometimes, when she was. I cried myself to sleep. I was feelingvery sorry for myself and very used. What had I gotten myself into? When he awoke in the morning, he rolled me on my side and entered me frombehind. His hands caressed my titties and he was actually very gentlewith me this time. He made love to me for a good half hour before hefinished. Then he told me that I could go to the bathroom, but not towipe my bottom. I actually sat to pee like a girl. He told me to make him some breakfast and that I could eat with.