”“Well, we just got chatting, we had a little kiss, he felt my pussy through my jeans, I got turned on, and err I wanked him off.”I was dumbstru...k, my missus and Troy, never.She turned herself round, stared me in the face, and cracked up “Had you going, your fucking face is a picture.”“You bastard” I said relieved.“Not that I wouldn’t have, but Troy said we shouldn’t, you’re a mate and all that, the kissing bit was true though.”I couldn’t get the image of them fucking out of my head. Bizarrely,. . okay... thank you," I managed to mumble out. I'd be much betterwithout the cage on, you daft bitch, I wanted to say, but I felt some ofMiss Stevens' lessons about being polite were finally starting to sinkin. "It's tight," I added."It's supposed to be," Miss Stevens nodded. "If you had too much room inthere you'd be able to get a little bit erect, which believe me would bemore uncomfortable than complete suppression is. Nevertheless, let meinspect it to ensure it's not come loose or snagged. It was like there was something on the tip of his tongue, something that he couldn’t quite bring himself to say.Then, all of a sudden, he had an intense look in his eyes - like he was concentrating deeply.“What’s up?” I said again, after thirty seconds had passed and he looked no closer to leaving.“I just wanted to say...”“What?”“You’re...”My smile was starting to fade. This was like pulling nails.“What?”When he spoke, it was so soft that I could barely hear him, but it hit me like a. And soon a slim guy walked towards me. He stroked my cock through my jeans and I reciprocated. He undid his jeans exposing a long not too thick hard cock. I knelt and sucked him. I got straight into it and started licking and sucking his balls. I looked up and said you can fuck me. He just nodded, so i stood up as he put a condom on. I knelt against the log pile. His cock slid straight in. He was a younger slim guy very fit and he was fucking me hard very quickly. I felt such a slut. I rarely.