“Now you Felix,” I told him as a tease for my man James, his soon to be sexual partner. Ryder was sitting on a chair at a right angle to James and Felix so they could look at him while I gave him a blow job. “Fucking, fucking, fucking, fucking,” I whispered as I ground against him in a fucking motion. No sex for us the next day, though the most incredible, long, slow fuck the next day and the day after that, our libidos in overdrive as we fantasised about sharing the two boys from the ballet. “I need some oil James, now please,” I told him as rolled over to show the boys my ass. Are you going to wear a cock ring?”
Wonderful sexual tension when the boys arrived, all four of us freshly showered and dressed for a seduction of sorts. “We are to pleasure and be pleasured, start with the oil,” he told them as they filled their hands wth oil. I can’t wait to tell my girlfriends about my latest sexual conquest, a tongue fuck from a male ballet dancer, seventeen-years younger than me. The boys were standing over us, teasing our nipples while James and I continued tongue kissing, wonderful foreplay, while we ogled the boys erections. “Tell us some more about yourselves,” one of the
