She smelt of some musky perfume. I cusped her right breast over her nighty. She went crazy with that move and started smooch me like I have never expe...rience with my wife after a while when we broke our smooching, she was palpitating her silky hair was dishevelled. She got up from the sofa, held my hand and guided me towards her bedroom. It was a fantasy comes true for me.She moved her laptop to one side of the bed. It was still on and to my surprise, I saw some porn site open in it. That means. From the bit I could see Helga was doing a great job of it too, fucking in out of Jane just like it was her own tool.Back in my own little group I could feel Rus's cock pistoning in and out of Anne through the flesh membranes that separated us. There was some small movement of her arse on my cock, mainly caused by Rus's thrusting at her cunt. One could sense Anne's orgasm approaching as the heat in her body intensified. She came in a writhing, moaning, groaning, sweating climax of perspiration,. At this point I was making some decent jokes, and telling wierd stories. Oddly enough, she began laughing. At the end of the walk home, I grabbed my neck, almost crapped myself, and asked her on a date. She giggled, and exclaimed, "I'd love to, but make sure you don't try to tell those stories on the date."I was ecstatic. As soon as she entered the door of her house, I rushed home, almost got hit by a car. It was a dream come true. Two days later (Sunday), after a phone call or two, we met up. "Yes," I said, and she laid it on the nightstand before coming back to finish removing my pants. She examined the gold shield on the leather fob my belt went through, and then tossed my pants and badge carelessly on the floor. Sitting on her knees, she examined my almost naked body."Do I get to unwrap you, too?" I asked."No," she said. "Maybe next time."Then, with a fluid grace that only the young can accomplish, she pulled the T shirt up and off her head.The nipples were red ... neither pink.