Growling at her, Aidan spoke in a thick voice, “Oh no you don’t. It’s my turn.” Alice stopped moving and continued smiling at him as she... handed him the soap. As Aidan started lathering Alice down from her neck to her ample breasts, Alice reached out to touch his thick, long shaft, and was rewarded with a soft moan as he tried to focus on teasing Alice . So he quickly turned her around so her back was to him. When he reached her ass, Alice bent forward slightly so her ass cheeks. Behind closed doors, I imagined him rough with a relentless tongue and firm hands, a hard, driving cock.He worked his own rhythm against himself, grabbing and rubbing the cock straining within. I smiled, encouraged by his participation.Harder and deeper, I thrust my hand inside Ava. We were experts at staying quiet. Well, the majority of the time. The mumbled chatter of the women behind us stayed in my ear’s peripheral, shapes shimmering on drizzly glass windows, the fleeting barista reflected. If it gets too weird, I can always use the safe word thing, or just quit. I’ll be okay. In the meantime, I guess it won’t hurt to explore. I was thinking about trying out dating a woman anyway, the morning I met him. Besides it’s not like being with Jill was horrible or anything.” She felt herself growing warmer and even wetter at those memories. “Damn, shaved and no undies. I’m going to be walking around way too slippery. This is going to be annoying if it lasts all summer. It can’t, can it?”. I got to The Village Gate about 9pm, washed and shaved and looking my downtown best in soft leather pants, white silk shirt, clean underwear, and a black trenchcoat, which made a nice show of billowing and whipping behind me like some kind of superhero cape. (Jazz Man!) I hadn’t been able to get the previous night out of my mind. Making furtive love to Bonnie in the back room of The Bitter End, hands tied, moments away from discovery, (‘fucking’, the kids call it) was astonishingly erotic, and.