It was the day after visiting the club with my two new friends.

I had already had Isla on the big leather corner sofa christening it. She was the first, I hoped for Phil and a few more. The sofa was all I hoped it would be. One end with a high rest to bend a woman over and take her from behind and I did, but only after sitting her on the sofa unbuttoning her top, exposing her breasts and sucking them gently. I pulled her knickers off and worshipped her pussy with my tongue. She was laid out on the endless side of the sofa.

"You know you're a bad man doing this to me?"

"Am I? But do you like it?" I asked her as I slipped my cock into her, she still had her skirt on.

"You are and I do."

I thrust my cock in and out of her, filling her first with cock then with my cum.

"I should not let you do this to me half dressed."

"Why do you?"

"Because I always cum when you do it?"

"Then we must do it again with you naked." As I unbuttoned her skirt. I led her to the other end of the sofa and bent her over taking her leaking pussy again.

We ordered takeaway, ate and washed up. She was wearing  her top and skirt only. 

"Sit on the side, I want you."

"People will see they will know what you are doing."

"Only if they look in and have a dirty mind."

"They will know." She said as I helped her up. She lifted her skirt exposing her soon to be plugged pussy. As I did she wrapped her arms around my neck. "You are a disgustingly bad man"

"I know."

She clung to me as I labored with my trousers around my ankles pounding her on her plinth that was the kitchen side. It is a fine place for a servicing. I filled her, but she had not cum. I ate pussy.

"Stop that, people will see." She objected as she held my head in place. It was true if someone was walking down the road and looked at the house they may have seen her sitting on the kitchen side, but they would not have known she had been fucked and eaten. She gave a very content sigh and slipped off the side.

"I don't know why I put up with you?" She informed me. 

"Because we do that?"

"I'm going to shower."

I joined her in the shower and christened the bath room in a soapy embrace.