???? Several days afterwards, I received awritten invitation to a party at Bianca's. We occasionally shared a lunch or adrink but she had no indicatio...n that I wanted to have kinky Lesbian sex withher. Maybe she sensed something. She may have noticed the way my eyes lingeredon her, or smelled my rutting cunt when she was near me. As I was pouringmyself another glass of wine in her kitchen, alone, she walked up behind me andpressed her breasts into my back while whispering in my ear, "Why. She got Fred to sit down and sat sideways on his lap and started kissing away his tears and then just leaned into him. Fred put his arms around her and the two sat there for a number of minutes, not saying or doing anything. Then Jean asked Fred if it would be okay if she held his cock again and perhaps kiss it. he told her he would like that, so Jean moved off his lap and knelt on the floor between his legs and took his cock in one hand and cradled his balls in the other. Fred looked down on. .. No! I can't, she thought. I only want to be with Desmond... but Brandon's cock feels so perfect in me! Shawna's mind kept arguing over whether she loved it or hated it. And it didn't help that Brandon was holding her down and being rough. It was something she was turned on by whenever Desmond did it. She loved being submissive, but it somehow turned her on more now that the situation was authentic. Finally, even though her conscious continued to deny it, her body betrayed her. Shawna's legs. It wasn't that she was a slut, she just wanted to try something reckless, dangerous, with a romantic stranger. A fantasy? Yes, enjoyable and safe since she knew she would never really go looking, but then again, if the opportunity came along... And her fantasy came true one night a few months later.She was out with her girlfriends at a dance club. They teased her into asking the black disk jockey if she could dance with him in his booth. One thing led to another and she was still with him when.