I took her breakfast into the bedroom. Sherri was sitting up in bed. I went to the bathroom to shave and take a shower and when I came back she had fi...nished eating. "Clean up this mess and come down to the basement."I picked up the breakfast tray, and cleaned up the kitchen. I went downstairs. Sherri was waiting for me with a length of cotton rope in her hand. "Put your wrists together."I was somewhat surprised. I had no idea that Sherri was into anything kinky. I didn't remember her dropping. ”“Still, if she comes with him, you will probably not get a chance to be with him.”“I know, but he said she’d probably find some guy here to hook up with and he’ll be free for a while.”“So they’re swingers, or what?”“Not really. He knows she fools around and she knows he does. He said they just keep it all to themselves.” The doorbell rang again but it was a group of three girls (young women!) and Frankie’s shoulders dropped again.“Okay. It isn’t up to me to judge you or them. I just wanted you. She looked her in the eye and slowly leant forward to kiss her, a peck at first, then with a bit more urgency, her tongue forcing its way into Sarah's mouth, they started to kiss passionately, their tongues intertwining.Sarah could taste herself on Jenny, her sweet nectar spread across Jenny's face. As she continued to kiss she frantically tried to remove Jenny's clothes, she tried to pull her blouse off, fumbling with the buttons, until they started to pop off the blouse, the material ripping,. I basically yelled at him. It’s never going to happen now.” Montana looked saddened. I always felt that she actually did want to be first with him, in her wildest dreams, but my confessions seemed to have made her forget about herself for a moment. “You have to do it to him,” she said firmly. “It’s like those older guys that can’t propose to their girlfriends because they’re scared. You have to push him and force him. You know him best and if you think that after what’s done is done, he’ll.