I smile at her, and she knows what to do next. She removes myshoes from my feet and then my socks. Kissing my feet again. Her hands slideup and undo m...y belt buckle and unfasten my jeans and slide them down allowingmy hard cock to pop free. She licks her lips. But she knows she is not to touchme unless she has permission. She stands and removes my shirt. Her fingernailstrace a pattern over my chest and nipples in the way she knows I like. Shestands before me waiting for my commands. Her hands. I wanted to be fucked by him even more than I had wanted to fuck him. I was pretty sure he heard that in my voice. So we dozed off, first me spooning him, then he me.A fair while later I was awoken by his penis sliding up and down my crack. What a delight! Coming to consciousness in a surge of passion. In no time I was fully hard. I began to match his rhythm. When he whispered “Ready?” I croaked “Please come inside me John”.John knows how to fuck. As it turned out I was his first bottom, but. I was HAPPY. Now I will get up and bend over right in front of them. When I did the thug guy got up to stand behind me. I stood straight I pretend I didn't know he was there. Ooh excuse me, I said. He said MY Pleasure. As he pushed his semi hard dick against me. He whispered to me, my body was his playground. I know what that means. I smiled, but my pussy wanted to him to prove it. The business guy and the thug guy gave each other a fist bump, I think they know each other. I would. Honestly I admit, then I wanted to be fucked in the front because I also felt rubbing when the boy was doing it up and down .. when he was giving back, I felt like I was going to the toilet more urgent (or rather that I would miss) ... and when I pushed him forward, I felt something thick, but not a pleasure, coming in. .. in principle the anus I'm used to how things go, not how they get in ... but I still let him fuck me ... while he was fucking me from behind, I pawed at the other boy, which.