I try to put my head back down but he keeps his hand under my chin making me look into his eyes. “You know why I think I’m lucky?” I sh...ake my head, my brain not working with his body pressed up against mine and his hands on my hips. “I’m lucky,” he whispers, bringing his lips closer to me, “because I get to do this,” he plants his lips on mine and passionately starts to kiss me but pulls away after just a few seconds, “with the most beautiful girl here.” I know it’s a line, but I don’t. The pain and pleasure were exquisite. He leaned back his head and let out a loud shriek of joy as I felt his hot cock pulsate inside me and get warmer and fuller as cum filled the condom. He finished and pulled out. It was incredible the condom hadn’t burst with as much cum as he had in it. We met a couple of other times for various sex like this until finally his girlfriend could join us. I was so excited to finally have a three way with this guy and his hot girlfriend. When I walked in his. " You are fucking delusional, Nova. We're engaged, so he is mine now. What was your big plan? Were you just hoping we weren't having sex? Maybe I'd just got pissed off and went out the back door, so you could come in there and talk to him? Then bring up old memories of you two fucking and have it lead right to you two screwing each other?" She broke eye contact and looked forward. She didn't speak a word for over five minutes, and I just crossed my arms. I couldn't seem to figure out just how. Several times I had caught a glimpse of someone sitting or lying on the sofa through the living room doorway opposite my massage area. Most of the day the living room is dark and it’s hard to see if anyone is in there watching TV. While watching TV it would be easy to get distracted by looking across the hall into the dining room, especially if the person heard moans of pleasure coming from there. If the door was not closed, the living room visitor could get quite an eyeful; actually a bird’s.