I booked a room and waited for her, she came almost at once. I embraced her and I felt her lips sweep the side of my cheek, as my chest presses agains... hers. My hand holds around her neck, touching lightly and firmly, feeling her hair graze the outside of my fingers. My head is tilted slightly, as we look into each other's eyes: her eyes are large, with excitement and suspense, and mine are steady. I leaned in to kiss her and she open her mouth to greet me. Her tongue pushes against mine, and I. Letting it ache for release as the tension slowly built up inside of me. I imagined that it was Carlton or Glen or both of them pleasuring me at the same time. I remembered all too well what that had been like ... as sinful ... as much of a slut as it made me, I couldn't forget what it'd been like to have two men fuck me at once. Both of them thrusting their hardened cocks inside of me, I had to rub my pussy teasing my clit and then assaulting it just to ease my body past the breaking point. ‘I could stay here for a while with you, sir.’ Mr Hardwick smiled at once. ‘Ah, yes. Well, if you’re in a mind to oblige we can make do with that.’ He slipped an arm about the sissy-boys waist and allowed his hand to drop onto the rounds of his small bottom to savour the warmth that permeated the flannel knickers, then in a casual fashion he guided him into the gym-store, then through an adjoining door into his room in the gatehouse where he lived. ‘You were rather clumsy with the dancing. Don't get me wrong I love sex and everything about it, and I happen to be in to a wild number of different fetishes for most of my life, but I never really had the lust to go out and chase people looking for a partner to be with. I knew I could do it if I really wanted to but I didn't have the desire in my life at the time. I was incredibly happy in my own company as me and my two middle fingers get along very well together when we are alone. Living with parents and having a younger brother and.