But there was something about the combination of this particular woman, with these particular curves, filling out this particular outfit that took my ...breath away.No seriously, I couldn't breathe. I couldn't talk. I couldn't swallow. And instead of making my grand entrance into the room with all the dashing charisma of George Clooney at the Golden Globe awards, I found myself choking and coughing and pounding my own chest with my right fist in a desperate attempt to re-introduce oxygen into my. We also talked and agreed that Shaniqua went overboard in trusting the girls and Caroline. From now on, we're all agreed that you should decide who to trust and how much. If anyone varies from that then you should remind them!" Any questions, stud?" Becky prompted."Uh ... first, please don't call me stud, secondly, I really—" OK, stud, firstly, NO. Secondly, forget it," Becky insisted. "We're not going to listen to you telling us we all need to be independent and you don't want to do this and. Andrea butted in and said OK you two, yes my pussy is shaved and I don't have panties on so of course the seam of these shorts is going to ride in between my lips, you don't have to act so surprised. I looked at him and he shrugged his shoulders and said someone needs her pussy fucked. She said yes I am excited but I want to wait untill we get in the mountains. Well ,John said how about some head then. Andrea said get it out. John rose up and unbuttoned his shorts, out popped his semi hard. I sniffed the panties and could smell her pussy juices. I found the video and started playing it. They sat next to each other on the sofa and I sat on an armchair watching them. Fiona’s skirt had risen up and exposed her stocking tops. As they watched the video, Fiona stroked his cock through his trousers and Phil eased her skirt up and even further and was soon rubbing Fiona’s pussy. She undid his trousers and took his cock out. ‘Mmm lovely precum,’ she said as she wiped it off and licked her.