"She sat up, unknowingly pushing my aroused penis between her ass cheeks. "Matthew fucking Jones, get off your god damned butt and massage me!" Fine, ...immi" I gave in, nervously pushing her off me before she could notice what she was sitting on.I moved to the foot of the bed while Sarah laid on her stomach, her head resting on a pillow. When she looked ready, I straddled her legs and began working my hands up and down her spine."Nope," She said, as soon as I had started."What?" This isn't. My first reaction was to look to Kaia, but then Jamie was physically grabbing onto my head and holding it tightly until I flowed back into her kiss.Eventually we broke away, our bodies still swaying with the music and breathing heavily while I stared into Jamie's sunny face. We had just begun dancing once again when I saw a new, feminine hand appear on Jamie's shoulder.Leanne was staring at the two of us, her blue eyes piercing in the dim light. Jamie spun in place then backed her ass up. "Now for the coup de gra. Boots. Sit. These take a while too." I sat on the bed and felt a surge of sensations. The garters tugged on the stockings, the plug pushed deeper into me, as the rubber slid along my hairless bottom; the corset made a bite into me, until I straightened my back. They were strange sensations, sexy sensations in a way, but I pushed that aside. Charlene placed my foot into the black patent boot and slid my toes into the narrow point of the boot. "These will feel too small. “You cared more about my orgasm than your own.” “You HAD an orgasm?” I inquired, wide-eyed. One of the reasons Monica had stated for leaving me, other than the muscularity and good looks of her boy-toy was that I didn’t “meet her expectations” in bed. Had that one night with Amber changed me that much? “I sure did,” she cooed, kissing my sweat-slicked stomach. “A really big, good one! Have you been seeing a sex ther****t or something?” “Uh…something,” I replied. How could I tell her about my.