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Hubby was over the moon when I told him all that had gone on in Cyprus. As usual, it gave him the hots for me, so my much-used body didn’t get the rest it needed straightaway.But soon enough, he was bringing his journal up to date while I had a lovely soak in the bath. Then over a quiet drink in the garden, I tentatively mentioned relocating to Cyprus. It didn’t go down too well, as Gary had already looked into the possibility some time ago, and the property was far more expensive there. Ah! well, two or three holidays a year would have to do!I had no immediate plans, so I thought I would reflect on things and recharge my batteries. I did manage to get a whole day to myself before things started happening.Firstly, Adil turned up at our villa unannounced, and once more tried to get me to agree to go to Istanbul to meet the guy who wanted me to perform in porn videos.It was very tempting—the thought of performing with professional studs. But I didn’t succumb. It’s far too dangerous.Adil’s lovemaking is also very tempting, and I did succumb to that temptation, twice in fact.However, Aysegul was never far from my thoughts, and after Adil left, I phoned her. She was bright and cheerful and seemed delighted to hear from me.Ufuk, bless him, had found her an apartment, and she felt very safe there.”Have you heard any more about arrangements for our next show?” I asked hopefully.”No, not yet,” she replied. “But I can’t wait to be with you again Jill,” she continued.Well, I’m free tomorrow my darling, ” I said, ” shall we meet somewhere close to you?”So it was an early start for me the following day. I couldn’t wait to see Aysegul again, and I packed a small case just in case I would be stopping the night, put it in the boot, said my goodbyes to Gary, who was still in bed and set off on the over two-hour drive.I drove straight to her new apartment. It was small and up on the fourth floor of an apartment block near the town centre. But it was beautifully furnished and had a good view of the amazing coastline. Ufuk had done well.It was just after 9.30 am when I arrived, and my beautiful new lover was still wearing her Maltepe Escort night attire, a short white nightie with a sheer pink wrap. So, the view was fantastic inside as well as outside!We chatted over a cup of coffee at her kitchen table. She asked about my time in Cyprus, and I told her everything. Not quite in as much detail as I did to hubby, but I didn’t leave anything out.Aysegul smiled an awful lot at what I was telling her, so it seemed she wasn’t jealous. She was already aware of my lifestyle, so it shouldn’t have come as a surprise.Then she told me that she had been having some fun herself. Ufuk had helped her out in many ways and he got his reward. She told me that the two of them were becoming an item.I didn’t say too much. I didn’t want to disillusion her, but, of course, I knew he was married with kids. I think Aysegul probably detected something in my attitude, and she quickly changed the subject and asked how I wanted to spend the day.I told her that I thought that we should spend the day practising for our next performance, whenever that would be.She smiled. She knew exactly what I meant, but she asked ” Oh!, so you are still worried about taking the headscarf off without ruining your hair?”We both laughed. She had a mischievous look in her beautiful eyes. She beckoned me to follow her and she led me to her bedroom.Firstly, she opened her wardrobe and proudly showed me loads of new clothes that Ufuk had given her, then she took out the new “striptease outfit” that he wanted her to wear. It was still stuff that covered ladies would wear, but a little more colourful, and made from material that wouldn’t be so hot and uncomfortable. I hoped that I might be getting something similar.I wanted Aysegul. I wanted her badly. She still had that look of vulnerability about her. I just went for it, holding her as tight as I could and planting a kiss on her lovely lips.Thank God, she must have felt the same way and succumbed to my urgent advances, our tongues wildly playing with each other for ages as we hugged tight and then allowed each other’s hands to explore Maltepe Escort Bayan our writhing bodies.There were no more words for ages. We came apart, stripped hastily and went straight into a sixty-nine on her bed.She was as desperate for action as I was. We had a finger-probing, clit licking session that took us both over the edge. After we had both cum repeatedly, we went into a pussy grinding position, kneeling on the bed, our tongues tasting each other and our boobs pressing hard against each other.It was absolute heaven and we stayed locked together like that until I could take no more, and I screamed her name as she brought me to a multi cum.I was spent, but Aysegul wanted more, so I pulled her to the edge of the bed, spread her legs, knelt on the floor and ate her pussy as a woman possessed. Aysegul was making whimpering noises and thrusting her hips wildly. That turned me on some more, and I slipped my hands under her buttocks, easing her onto my active tongue even more.The little finger on my right hand found her bumhole, and now it was her turn to scream my name out loud as she squirted into my mouth, soaking me with her luscious juices.We had all day together. I took her out for some lunch and we walked hand in hand along the beach. That refreshed us both, and we returned and resumed our “practice sessions”. It was simply fantastic again, and we were lying together on the bed recovering when Ufuk and Bulent arrived, unannounced.Pointless as it was, we both grabbed robes to cover our nudity. They smiled knowingly at each other, apologised for not warning us of their arrival, and said they hoped they weren’t interrupting anything. I explained, also with a broad grin, that we had been practising for the next show!”Well, that’s what we have come to talk to you about,” Bulent started. “We are in the process of arranging three nights in the Ankara area, and we wanted to check the dates with you both, and make sure that you are happy to be our main attractions.”They explained that we would have to stay in the area for nearly a week because it wasn’t worth travelling back and forth. The shows were to be on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday nights at three different venues, so we would travel on a Monday and return the next Sunday.Ufuk told us the dates – they were talking about the following week. Aysegul and I checked, and we were both OK with the dates.So, they would confirm the bookings there and then, book us both into a hotel and arrange return flights.That took them about thirty minutes, both of them using their mobiles. Then Bulent told us that they had also booked a comedian who would come on between our striptease and the gang bangs. That was good – it was such a rush last time.”How many in each gang bang, and how close to the audience will we be?” I asked.Ufuk said that we would still be quite close to the spectators, but that there would be five or six guards working for them, and Bulent told us that he was in charge of gang bang numbers and asked if I would be OK with twelve at each venue.Looking straight at Aysegul I said, “that’s fine by me, but will I be getting help from my girlfriend again?””Of course, you will, Jill,” Aysegul confirmed before either of the men could answer. “I’m sure we will manage twelve between us,” she added with a mischievous grin.Ufuk excused himself and went back out to his car, bringing back my striptease outfit, which was precisely the same as Aysegul’s. But with it was a wig which he explained he wanted me to wear for the strip. It was just like Aysegul’s hair – long and jet black.Then he showed us both the headscarves we would be wearing. They were pre-shaped and fastened with velcro at the back. So they would be much easier to keep on while we took our jumpers over our heads.Ufuk told us that the removal of the scarves at the end revealing our hair was a real winner and he said that we must continue to do that, and also that was why he wanted me to wear the wig. It had to be bunched up under the headscarf and let down as we stood there naked in front of the audience.”Do I have to wear the wig while I’m being shagged too?” I asked.”That’s completely up to you Jill” was the reply.The idea of a foursome with my stunning girlfriend and two guys who I knew were very skilled in the art of lovemaking crossed my mind, but I sensed that I was not wanted there. I had got a long journey home, so I actually said my goodbyes and left very quickly.

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