Line up!”I leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes again. To me girls only meant talk about other men and all that shit and that wasn’t my type ...of environment. The girls only I could really get down with were two girls fuckin in my bed or sliding down the pole at the gentlemen's club but I made a promise to Natasha to stay and watch. Anastasia swayed her way seductively to the stereo and turned on Swan Lake, Ballet Suite Opus 20 for warm up exercises. That was that stereotypical bullshit, I. I started cumming again shaking all over, I couldn't hold my self up anymore so I collapsed on the bed as he just pushed in his crotch and dick into me and stayed there for a minute or so like he was stuck to me, he then pushed himself up and adjusted himself to continue to fuck me while griping my hips tightly. I was out of breath and again trying not to moan or scream, just wishing it was over soon. I then felt a dick in my face slapping against my forehead. It was Miranda trying to shove his. “That feels great,” I whispered, “Keep going.”Nat began to grab tighter, rolling my foreskin back and forth but without taking her eyes off mine. Agonisingly slowly she stroked my cock up and down, watching my face for every flinch of passion. Then without warning, she stopped.“We wouldn’t want you cumming too soon now, would we?” she said as she stood up.Reaching behind her neck Nat undid both sets of strings holding up her top and allowed it to fall to the floor, exposing her soft tits.. Her nipples were again poking right straight out. Once her breasts were properly snugged up, it was time to start in on the leather straps. Standing directly over her, I started stroking her breasts lightly with the soft strips of leather, increasing the velocity and impact. With each stroke her nipples swelled up and her pussy juices went into overdrive.I then moved her legs up and secured her feet to the headboard. I saw the slick juices shine as her ass was coated with her moistness. I slid.