After a couple of months I was revelling in the new found male attention and finding it increasingly difficult not to take their advances more seriously as I let a couple kiss me or ‘get a tache on’ as the younger girls called it. Indian sex I didn’t know what to say. Ian was waiting for his wife and they repeated their antics from the previous week as I lay furiously masturbating while listening to their noisy fucking through the thin wall as I relived my own week moment in the alley, several times. Some of these girls, including Kim were absolutely wild and it took a very brave young lion to approach us; especially later in the evening when the heavy drinking was taking effect. If he hadn’t been my friend’s husband he probably looked a bit pervy. Kim then manoeuvred my legs onto the sofa and lay on top of me with her knees either side of my face, never having done this before I obliged by spreading my legs for her.
