I knew the rules of the game now and it would have been churlish not to reciprocate. She twirled, struck a pose, and giggled.I kept time with the clic...-clack from her heels. We strolled through the streets and she attracted many admiring looks. I looked at her, she liked it, and I complimented them on their taste too. So much for self-control, the notion that we were a couple made me feel gooey inside.Depending on your mood, the party could be chic, moody, and stylish; or arrogant, a pastiche,. I have never been in control and I have never been truly loved. I have been nothing more than a treasured property. As Michael continues to feed me perfect Gin and tonics while looking out over a serene Atlantic Ocean, I could feel my desire swelling as I relished in my newly realized independence. We didn't have to conceal our need or yearnings for one another in this secret sanctuary; we were free. I stepped inside a bit woozy from being over-served and decided to figure out our dinner for. The boys had their cocks out, she sat back on Peter. His cock slid in her without obstruction. When the weight of her naked thighs sank on him, he shot off. She sat, then hunched her hips forward several times. In seconds, she had shook his cum out of him. She snatched herself off him, sat on Paul. Rolling her hips only, she circled his cock, wringing his cum out of him in seconds also. She quickly stood up, faced them asking if anything looked out of place? They answered “no”. She looked down. I say slept, there was not a lot of sleeping happening that night going on I can tell you. I remember it like it was only yesterday. I had gone up to bed before him and lay naked under the duvet looking up at the ceiling waiting for him, when I heard him making his way up the stairs. As he entered the room, he started to undress. In the muted light of the bedside lamp, I watched him undress. For his age he had a well toned muscular body which in all honesty I was not expecting. I guess he got.