A week passed by and I was literally getting frustrated with occasional fingering and some virtual stuffs over cam or phone sex. But that never helped...my appetite for raunchy hunger for raw sex. Slowly my mind started waiving off my bf and started exploring some naughty stuffs online and stories of kinky sex on the internet. I made up my mind to do whatever I wanted to satiate my hunger for sex and look for it from all the available sources till my bf returns back.I started exploring some safe. They smiled and then one of the girls took out her phone and started typing something on it while the other girl also looked on the phone and they both ignored me while I filmed their beautiful faces. I took the camera close to their cheeks and moved the lens towards their beautiful lips as they completely ignored my camera and continued filming closeups of their luscious faces for almost 5 minutes and they just ignored me and kept staring at the phone. I opened up the flash and snapped several. When he asked me if there was anything I desperately wanted to see, I had my answer ready, ‘Swan Lake’.Will never really understood ballet, or that is what he said. Any form of dance seemed to leave him cold. I thought he’d forgotten all about it until the courier turned up with the envelope. He took a quick peek in the envelope, smiled and looked at me.‘Glad rags on tonight Fletcher my girl. We’re going out, the Royal Opera House, no less’‘Will I understand this one? Is it even in. She then sucked in her bottom lip, dipped her chin just a bit and slowly blinked while looking directly at me!! I swear to God, I have never in my whole life seen a more perfectly sensual sight in my whole life.Now I am not usually very forward, but I was horny as hell that day, and for whatever reason, I impulsively blew a kiss her way. The corners of her mouth curled up, ever so slightly and once again her tongue briefly wet her lips and then she casually brushed her blouse open, showing.