My second three-way involving Tony, watching him giving Blake a head job, sucking his cock, My man Brenton the odd one out, until he kissed me, passionately. I wanted my fantasy three-way to happen then, right then. The feeling of envy and jealousy always close. Returning his kisses. Brenton sent me a text on the Thursday, ‘2 men, 3-way 4u. Magnificent. Very desirable. The vibe escalating when Brenton turned me around so Tony didn’t need to move, still kneeling, his hands grasping my hips even harder as his tongue found my clit. I was so pleased with myself when Blake looked at the tiny, black thong I was wearing in anticipation of this moment – give a young man around twenty years younger than my man Brenton and me a head job. Like lovers do in a new relationship we talked about our fetishes and fantasies, invariably in the after glow of a wonderful, long session of sex. Your erect cock looked magnificent. The young man was impressive, in his early twenties, around twenty years younger than Brenton and me, with a gorgeous macho body smeared lightly with oil, sitting on a chair leaning back, flaunting his impressive, oil smeared erection. In the lead up to our second meeting with Tony, my man Brenton told me cryptically, “I love to please you
