“I was wearing stockings and garters, which they had suggested I wear earlier on the phone, their hands began to slide up my stockinged legs, which ... did not discourage, as I sat with my legs wide open being finger fucked to orgasm as I stroked their huge cocks. I had their cocks unzipped as each guy took turns in kissing me passionately whilst I stroked their cocks. I was mesmerised by the size and hardness of both of their cocks. When they guys came I thought it only fair that I should. I reached around her and began to wash her belly and chest being sure to pay special attention to her pert, B-cup tits and then on to her shaved mons. I then washed my chest and upper body and my maleness, then handed her the washcloth and instructed her to wash my back and ass which she did just fine. I thought to myself, "I could get used to this." We finished washing ourselves and dried off. I went to get myself some coffee and she went into the bedroom. When I returned she was just sitting. Gently, never too insistent,rubbing it between my cheeks and each time, pushing his fingertips deeperand deeper inside me. He began sawing his finger in and out of me, I wasdelirious with pleasure, spreading my legs wider and arching my back togive him more access to my deepest place, urging him on with my moans ofecstasy. I was thinking of how much I'd loved sucking his cock and howthis was so many times better.I begged him not to stop, he asked if I was ready for another finger. I'dhave. “And what about him fucking me?” “I don’t want him to and yet I do,” Neil told her. “That’s the cuckold’s dilemma isn’t it,” she said to him. “You want him to fuck me and yet you don’t.” Neil groaned. Claire looked up at him as he knelt at her side on the bed massaging her inner thighs. She couldn’t help but reach for his bulge. “And how does it feel to be preparing me for him?” she asked. “Massaging me so that I will be all soft and silky to the touch for him?” He groaned again. Claire.