“Sensational baby, just sensational,” he tells me as he kisses my ass cheeks, “look at my erection,” he tells me as he flashes his short black silk dressing gown open. “I am going to count to ten for both of you, then I want you to cum for me. We set some basic rules a while back, outer sex only, no intercourse, my man can watch and masturbate. On a recent Monday night while we were fucking like rabbits, I asked Roger if he could arrange a man in his very late teens for us next Sunday. Gerry is six-feet tall, very athletic build, rumoured to be bi-sexual, and I almost forgot, he is hung.”
“Sounds good baby, arrange it,” I moan as we orgasm simultaneously, my orgasm heightened by the thought of this boy. “Is this what you wanted baby?” I ask as his tongue has me close to orgasm again while I watch his cock slide in and out of Gerry’s lips. Gerry is obviously very keen and he arrives a few minutes early.
