They were caring enough to soothe my youthful nerves but assertive enough as they wanted to be. In the moody half-light, they kissed and caressed thei...r naked bodies. I was transfixed by their foreplay. They had shared a leisurely sixty-nine, her lithe body perched on top of his muscular frame. His mouth nestled between her legs worked her to a soft, gentle orgasm. She took it sucking slowly on his cock. As she trembled softly, the eroticism of her muffled gasps made my cock throb to its zenith.. I'm not going back tobeing Philip the sissy ballet boy at school. Those days are over. I'veworked too hard to prove I'm a man to have a bunch of dicks at schoolmake me an outcast again because they think all danseurs are gay."Marie nodded and said, "I'm sorry to hear that, but it's your life. Youcan do what you want with it."Philip smiled at her resignation. She was done pressing the subject.Philip poured himself a bowl of cereal and carried it over to thebreakfast table. He stared down at the. I could see in great detail the fine hair of the daughter-in-law Constance shine brightly in the candlelight as the beautiful girl brushed her hair on top of her head with the determination of a vain creature hoping to overwhelm male admirers with the beauty that she possessed with haughty pomposity. I remembered her startled gasp of pleasured surprise as I slowly slipped into her from behind right after she had pounded so thoroughly by my Flavio with his oversized cock which for all its size. “The first one to come gets this through their clit – and then used as target practice for the crop.” I waited to see the horror on their faces; neither had moved. “You have ten minutes, or you’ll both be pierced. Get a move on, ladies.”They didn’t need any more encouragement; shortly both women had a menthol-coated dildo in their pussy, and both were whimpering – and then crying – as the freezing, stimulating effect of the menthol brought more blood to their inflamed genitals and began to.