3. We did not know. The dark room and the yard of Thomas
The arm was between us, the hand that touched the breasts of Carmen was a woman, noticing the softness of the skin, lack of hair, but mostly because it followed up, and caught me too, tit. 
A hard breast, covered by a padded bra. A hand took mine and led her down. I liked the idea, people who had clear ideas. Only instead of putting it where I expected, between her legs, puts me in the yard, naked and erect, his partner!
It was thick, it must be said, but mostly, it was hard. I consider myself heterosexual, which does not prevent me sometime in ways known to go have fun, discover differences in the similarities, think I know exactly what you are feeling at the time the person I'm playing.
I do not know what a woman feels when I play, I can not imagine what it is to reach an orgasm by suction on the tits without contact between the legs, it did not cost me anything to imagine what will be feeling the owner of what I have right now in the hand. Only if I do not averse to having a dick in his hand, once inspired, put in flour, is a trio, is a "partie carrée" as the French call the couples cross, so I let go of entry ... My hand sought the girl's body.
Above all, I went to Carmen, did not want thought they had brought to let me pass, but also I wanted. He had come to her, she seemed nice conversation, nice body, not winning anything intended for the other, who, moreover, was actively us.
Through her body, promising, Carmen, I smelled the scent of her neck and pressed my lips to his elbow. I noticed that my lips put their willies, and I imagined her nipples just under her dress. But wearing a blouse closed and no, it was difficult to achieve. Still, through clothing, could feel her breasts, touching them. Her body moved closer to mine. But other hands were in my body felt inquisitive hands between us, we played alternately, now her, now me. He felt pleasant and hassle of a tight-fitting underwear.
When I was in a position (all this happened in the darkroom, we did not know very well that to the other), I opened his belt and pulled my masculinity. I felt another hand touched me, and it was not hers. Could be Carmen.
Or not.
We and all crammed in a sea of arms, hands, cuddling ...
- Do you carry condoms?, She whispers
- Yes, but I do not usually use
the truth is that I like to fuck with strangers
and less, with unknown 
- Go out and go to a mat?
- Carmen, you fancy?
- If we
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