”“Me too,” she said, and then wished she hadn’t.“That’s good,” he said. “I have some ideas for tonight.”“What kind of ideas?” sh...e asked, as nervousness began to replace the flutter in her stomach.“Ideas that will make you feel completely in charge,” he said.She still didn’t know what to say. This time she just kept quiet. He did too, though, waiting for some kind of response. The discomfort of the moment of silence between them was broken by a woman who wanted to ask Janet where the molasses. He said his girl friend new about his bi side and that she may watch but probably nothing more. I was game since I wanted my cock sucked and was in the mood to suck a hard cock myself. I arrived at their place and she greeted me at the door. Wow she was gorgeous. Small frame, thin, beautiful face and ample breasts. She seemed a little nervous as was I and she grabbed my hand and wanted to give me some tips about what he liked. She led me to the bedroom where he was already naked and laying in. I risked everything. I told him I had but I also said I had a video we shot on holiday in the west of Ireland. We’d rented a cottage in the middle of nowhere and one afternoon after a long lunch we shot a video with Helen striping off gradually and then wanking me off in the front garden of the cottage. The finale had me fucking her over the bonnet of our car. He begged to see it. I pretended to be reluctant but I couldn’t wait for him to see it and to see what might develop. I put it on. It. Ankneela’s heart sang at the delicious melding of lips and tongues. It did not matter that she did not know what to do - the acolyte knew. The acolyte would show her.The acolyte covered her from head to foot in butterfly kisses, until Ankneela felt giddy and breathless. Then she slipped between Ankneela’s open thighs and slid her tongue between her secret folds, licking and lapping and circling until Ankneela cried out in ecstasy. Giving her no time to recover her senses, she kissed her way up.