It was kinda hot, actually. Quite steamy, in fact. I loved making out with a sexy young teenage girl like Carly. She’s part-Hispanic, huh?” Rachel... wondered aloud.“On both sides. Both William and I were half-Latino, half-Anglo. Pretty cute, huh? She tastes great, too. Just wait until you get to eat her out ... and she does the same for you! Yummy and that tongue can do miracles or something! Anyway, yeah, Rachel was in on it. It was ... kind of a plot. Behind your back, but also behind her. Like porn I suppose, if is acceptable to be viewed in specialist shops, but I don't like to be noticed checking the latest steam centrefolds by normal people.Also, I have rarely been impressed by the selection in mainstream shops compared with those in dedicated shops. However, curiosity got the better of me, so I decided to have a roam around.The ground floor consisted of little more than a large balcony overlooking three levels of bookshelves, sofas and coffee shops. There were another three. "Oh Fuck!" I wailed as he thrust into me again, "Not for quite a long time!" You like it, don't you?" "Oh God! Yesss!" I squealed in response, "I love it. This is the best damn fuck I've ever had in my life!" I couldn't believe the word 'FUCK' had just come out of my mouth. I never spoke like that on a first date. I always thought vulgar language like I was using with him was so un-lady like. Of course what I was doing was not very lady like, and a part of me likes being this way on occasion. I. She is quite friendly and loves to flirt. Our game that we like to play is to go out to a club with a live band, stand near the bar and she will pick out a single guy and start making small talk and being flirtatious at the same time. Then get him on the dance for for some dirty dancing while I watch.This last time we went out a couple of months ago and found the "right guy" As we made small talk she mentioned that she likes to dance but I dont, and after a few drinks ask him up on the dance.