Still standing because Angie was not quite ready to stand up, Sally took Brett's hand and helped him check out the relative dryness of her own pussy.W...hen Angie was able to get up, Sally laid down on her stomach and told Brett to massage her, including her bottom and her legs. When he had spent almost twenty minutes doing that, Sally pulled her knees up under her and said "Get your face close to my ass and smell. Recognize it? Now, check for slipperiness again."When he had run his finger between. He then got ready to enter me. I was a little scared but I was ok. He then push the head of his cock in and stopped. It hurt like he'll but I wasn't going to make him stop so I told hi keep going. He pushed further and further in stopping every so often to see how I was. He got about 3/4 in and I was in so much pain and told him to stop there. He then asked if I wanted out I said no start thrusting gently and see how we go. He was thrusting away and I was starting to enjoy myself. He then. "I am Kerem," the man introduced himself. "Ben, nice to meet you," he replied. He began to feel a little uneasy as the Turkish man was eyeing him up. Kerem leaned against the bar with the top buttons of his shirt exposing his chest. "Can I buy you a drink?" "I've got one, thanks," Ben felt the guy's eyes on him and his eyes lingered down to his chest and lowered down to the guy's open-aired crotch area. He quickly turned away but was absolutely shocked to have a strange stirring sensation in. She asked, “I hope you don’t mind, I needed to get out of that pant suit?” “Not at all.”She walked over to the dresser and picked up her scotch. As she sipped from her glass, she strolled over in front of me. She stopped just my right close enough that I could smell her drink and her perfume. She leaned forward with her hips pressing her crotch to my shoulder and asked, “Well, am I going to get to verify what Debbie has told me?” I looked up at her, took a drink from my glass and asked, “How.