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  • Bobbi identifies as a lesbian – not the kind who is mostly into girls but can be tricked every now and then - but 100% pure lesbian. She just doesn’t find men attractive in the least – not even her best friend, David. David, on the other hand, finds Bobbi to be just about the hottest woman he has ever met, which by most people’s standards she certainly is. He came in to this marriage korean knowing the score, as did she, and they both feel free to go get some sex on the side whenever the urge compels them. Often, they even feel free to describe their sexual adventures in some detail to each other the next day, with particular emphasis on what made their partner – the “other woman” – sexy and exciting. Neither one has ever even attempted to establish a true outside relationship, though, and neither one wants to. They had been quite content as single best friends, but Bobbi’s circumstances were set to take softcore a turn for the better when it became obvious that having a husband would definitely improve her odds. Sad and quite sexist, but nonetheless true. When David volunteered to help her cause, they had a long, interesting conversation. When things were said and done, a very unusual set babe of ground rules had been laid out, and Bobbi had convinced herself that David really meant it and knew what he was getting in to. But those rules, of course, could never be enough to make David stop wishing that he could take the final step in consummating solo their otherwise wonderful marriage, even though he wouldn’t dare do anything to jeopardize it. “Bobbi, I’ve had a bit of a bizarre idea,” David began as they sat cuddled on the couch in front of the television. Cuddling was okay and quite common between them, as was a peck on the cheek in the morning or at bedtime, and hugs when hugging was needed, but only because Bobbi didn’t see those as sexual acts – they were simply what best friends do. Bobbi pushed her medium-length blonde locks off her beautiful face, and looking up at asian David, said, “Yeah?” “Yeah. Umm… how do you feel about… prostitution?” Bobbi’s look exposed her surprise at the question, but as usual she replied with calm composure, “Well, I don’t think it would be too good for my career at the firm, and I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m not into guys…” David giggled a bit nervously, and said, “No, not you! I meant - ” “… and I’m not sure there are enough women prepared to pay for it out there to make it worth my while. Is this some pimp fantasy you have? Typical fucking misogynistic, patriarchical, chauvinistic power complex bullshit.” The dog yelped but settled instantly. Multiple guys passed by, talking with her for just a few moments, one single drink, before moving on to the next bar or the next babe girl. Then she kissed me. I groaned, my futa-dick throbbing in my panties as I kissed this girl. He kneels down and I'm thinking to myself that he wants to suck me off. I moved asian my hands down to her legs. Just then we heard a voice from the doorway. ONE SHOT She bared her soul to Tilly. My toes? Then there was Alan, the class nerd. Cumming once because he was being fucked was bad enough; cumming twice in a row was worse. They all stepped inside and shut the door. “Love you, mi hermosa hermana!” Just solo know I restocked on the Red wine. He smiled and caressed their tits pinching and twisting each of their softcore nipples. Sorry. I groaned, my heart pumping korean in my chest, and then I erupted. He swallowed.