“I have an idea…” the boyfriend looked down to my cock again, “He got pleasure from us, so shouldn’t we get pleasure from him?” The questi...on was asked to the woman, but his eyes never moved from my cock. “Strip” the girlfriend said. They both watched with appraising looks as I slowly stripped for them, until I was stood there, my cock too hard to cover. “You go stand at the stairs, and I’ll go first here.” The woman giggled and walked to the stairway. “Now little man, your gunna pleasure me. ”“How are you going to stop him if he gets spooked and runs away?”“I’ll ask him not to.”“Do you really think that’s going to work?”“If he can hear me, yes.”Corec sighed. “All right, but you still need to learn to use your legs and seat. It’s as much for you as it is for him. If you have to go fast or turn quickly, you’re going to need to grip him with your legs, and you don’t want to grip him the wrong way or it’ll conflict with ... whatever you’re telling him, and then he won’t know which. Then I heard another voice. Curious, I got up to see who she was talking to. She was standing just out of the hallway in the dining area, still naked, but another step and I saw who she was talking to. A young Black guy was standing there admiring, (couldn't blame him) Linda's naked wet body. I saw that she seemed undisturbed by his being there. It was, to her, a normal thing. It happened many times in Vietnam.She was offering him something to drink. She took a cold soda from the fridge and was. Beingleft stimulated and tied like this for several hours would have beentorture!"Then you do want me to go ahead and fuck like you like you have beendreaming about?"Cindy nodded her head yes."Good girl. I would have been very disappointed if you would have saidotherwise and maybe would have had to go to a bar after the movie andpick up some strange man to have had sex with, would you rather I didthat little girl?"Cindy shook her head wildly trying to say no."Oh did you think you were going to.