You knocked out. Me and Dave kind of cross-dressed you while you was out. You woke up… ummm… you looked in the mirror… and your cock got hard”... She laughed. “We then started talking and you wanted me to fuck you again so I did. But then you got crazy. Begging Dave to stuff your throat. And then you knocked out again.” She muttered. “We took turns fucking you and then Dave had to leave.” I stood in shock hearing the last sentence. “took turns??” I said angrily as my eyes locked with Kandi’s. “You. I could feel her heart beatI was only rolling her clit with my thumb.it........, it was... nice.........., will you do it again.........., please........." looking up at me, her hands on her breastsI started with butterfly kisses on her eyelids then down to her mouth, just a touch of my tongue on her lips and over to her neck, a little nibble on her earlobes and down had sensitive nipples and left them for a moment and just kissed her breasts with a small suck every now and thenI could feel. We had just come back from a nice dinner date and she was still in her sexy dress that came just above her knees. She had taken off her shoes and sat on the couch with her legs folded under her. I was sitting in the recliner to the left, admiring her sexiness and getting horny. The dress fit tightly and did a great job showing off her curves but there was one thing I was really craving.People enjoy different sexual acts and positions. I can respect a person who loves to have intercourse or even. Karl hoped, or maybe he didn't, that Hillary was not aware of what was in danger of becoming obvious signs of his sexual arousal in his jeans. He wanted this woman but he usually dictated terms. Hillary was very aware of the bulge appearing in the young man's clothing just as she was aware of the dampness forming in her thong which she was hoping was not going to moisten her jodhpurs.The two stood a short distance apart in silence for what seemed ages, but really wasn't, until Hillary said, "Do.