I writhed on his body intermingling our sweat for a while. Enjoying the feel of him and our tongues deep in each other's throats. It felt good just to...kiss him and feel my body on his, his prick hard between us and my wetness covering his belly. Then it was back to the job in hand. I straddled him took hold of his prick and guided it into my pussy until it was all the way in. My God! it felt good. I could come again just pressing down on him, his big cock filling my cunt after all those skinny. Mr. Jones started to touch Tommy's pants and feeling his cock through his jeans and salivating and talking to himself oh yeah that's a good cock I want you to just sit right there white boy Mr Jones went away for a second came back with a banana it may be easier for you if I do this it will still be happening but you won't see it he put a blindfold over Tommy he was now very scared. he felt Mr Jones taking off his pants and grabbing his now semi erect cock oh white boy standing at attention for. It was obvious she is into that too, and I thought what a stroke of luck I had.After that we had several talks about the lifestyle. I knew she is single and she shyly admitted to me that sometimes she likes to play with herself, claiming that she knows better how to please herself. In turn, I calmly tell her that these days are over, and that from now on, she will have to take my permission before she gets any orgasm. This meant that sometimes I would get a call very late in the night from her,. I walked round the corner to our room and saw a post it note on the door, at last a feeling of relief that I hadn't been forgotten and that all would become clear. On approaching the note it looked more like an essay, small writing covered the note which read the following. "James - before you enter the room you must understand that what you are about to see is me giving myself to you for the weekend. I have ensured that we will have the whole weekend undisturbed to do with what we wish. The.