Wave after wave pulsated and I felt my own orgasm build as Wayne grunted. His cock was growing. Driving harshly in and out, knocking my clit on each t...rust. I screamed louder then Courtney as my orgasm took over me. Wayne pushed into my pussy and held there while his cock convulsed inside me. It squirted longer than he'd ever had with me, moaning with his deep voice made my climax harder. He pulled out. I lay there, breathing hard. Courtney thrust her mouth on mine and we made out for a while.. Slowly this led to phone sex then fingering and blowjobs till we had enough of waiting and she decided that she wanted my d**k inside her and not my fingers or my tongue anymore. So I being a gentleman and a good lover decided to give it to her and let out our sexual frustrations. The day was all set and planned and her parents had left the house and headed for a neighboring city. I snook into her house with roses and some perfume as well as some chocolates. Not knowing whether to use a condom. I struggle to get used to the finger as it wiggles itsway past one joint, then another, and then I feel the knuckle against thesoft skin near my ass. I pump against it, trying to enlarge and softenmyself."You like that, slave."I nod and bob my head. The hair of my wig tumbles over my shoulders andobscures my view of him when I try to look back. With his other hand hepulls it back and I watch him observing me."Slave, you look very pretty when you are in a little pain."He presses and pushes. In fact, it added a big dash of spice to our relationship and I enthusiastically encouraged them. While Paul had sex with Allan, Allan would be servicing me. The first time that that happened was an incredibly erotic experience and one which we were to repeat countless times, with numerous permutations! Paul has now taken to sleeping in the spare room and our sex life is non existent. I need sex, regularly. Two months without is far too long. I need a man! Better still, two men!Last.