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After recovering they showered together each lovingly soaping the otherdown. Jason even insisted on dressing Britney in her bra and panties soshe reciprocated with his underpants and trousers pulling the fly zip upwith a fast satisfying tug."Hey, watch out. You don't want to damage the crown jewels do you?"exclaimed Jason in surprise.God that had been so intense and satisfying, thought Britney. I'm soafraid to tell him my secret. I don't want to lose him. Each weredreading having to tell the secret to their betrothed and trying tobuild up the courage to do so. Best to enjoy the after glow of theirlove making for a while longer and wait until dinner that night at therestaurant. A stiff drink in hand wouldn't hurt either.The restaurant was one of their favorites. Small dark tablesromantically lit by glowing candles. Superb Italian cuisine withdiscreet but attentive waiters. They held each others hands across thetable gazing lovingly into each others eyes. When the martini's camethey let. Christ!"Millie lowered her mouth to Laura's jugs and sucked one half-erect nipple between her lips. She swirled her tongue over the stiffening blossom and Laura closed her eyes and sighed with contentment. Millie toyed with her other nipple while she nursed on the tit in her mouth."Listen, this is crazy," Fred said in a deep voice. "If you're gonna do this, why don't you do it when I'm not around?"Millie kissed the tip of Laura's tit and released it from her mouth. "Because this is more fun," she said. She clamped her lips over Laura's other tit and squeezed the first with the fingers of one hand.Fred rose up and walked around his desk. "If you two want to have an orgy, why don't we go upstairs and do it right?" Lift your ass," Millie said and Laura raised her ass off the loveseat while Millie worked her bikini bottom off her butt. Millie gazed at her husband and cocked one eyebrow. "I thought this would really heat you up, lover. Does it?"Fred grinned. "You bet."By now Laura was.
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‘You don’t have to go through with it, you know.’ She shook her head. Then she looked deeply into my eyes. ‘I want to do this. I want to do it with you,’ she told me. I could hear the love in her words, a love I felt for her as well. I reached for the screen door and held it open. She walked in and went straight for my room, putting her bag down softly on Jim’s bed. ‘He won’t be back until late tomorrow afternoon,’ I reassured her. ‘I know. We’re all alone.’ I felt a knot in my stomach. This wasn’t my first time but I was still nervous. I really cared for Patrice and it was my first time with her. More importantly, it was her first time. ‘So, do you—’ I started to say. ‘Do I—?’ she said, looking a little nervous again. This was silly. I just had to come out and say it. We both knew we were here to have sex. ‘Do you want to go take a shower now?’ I cleared my throat. ‘Together?’ Now I felt like I was sweating. I felt my nervousness in the pit of my stomach. ‘It’s not that I don’t want.

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