In one of the drives in the evening it become dark and as we were parked in secluded places we happened to hug each other on some topic. The hug linge...red and I gently kissed her on her cheek. This was the start of our many kisses though they remained on the cheek of forehead for almost a month and then one day the our lips brushed each other accidentally and then deliberately. We started finding excuses to be alone with each other and one day at my place when she came over for a chat we just. Men's toy collections tend away from featuring quite so many penetrative toys, most feel on some level that their manhood is threatened if they don't use their innate tool. And needless to say if he was the dom here, he wouldn't have use of the strap-on. And then there are the smaller things - he's completely waxed, for one. For another..." she leans down and carefully spreads the dead man's asscheeks apart, "There's the anal bruising. I can't believe you left that to the coroner to find?" she. We engaged in small talk. How was my flight? How was my hotel? Gradually, the casual banter gave way to the familiarity we used in chatting over the Internet. I never missed an opportunity to touch him. His hand, his arm, his knee. The feel of his flesh, solid and warm under my fingers made me feel hot inside.I longed to unzip his jeans and slide my hand inside. The urge was almost irresistible. I knew he would spring to life in an instant. We had performed for each other on camera and I knew. .n.no.. not really” said John“I'ts, eh, something we were working up to” said Mary“Well”, said Jess “let's see if we can make today the day”Using copious amounts of the lube that had appeared with the first strap-ons Jess began to work up to it by stuffing first two, then three,, then four fingers into John's assAt this new development I was, happily, no longer the centre of sexual tension, and both Mary's strap on and John's semi hard cock lay forgotten against my body as John collapsed on top.