The older guy had been watching us and said "Fuck that was hot". We all got cleaned up and I exchanged phone numbers with both of them.Anyway a couple...of days later I send the young guy a text to say I was free the next day and did he want to meet up?In no time a reply came back to say yes he was up for it. My real preference is bondage and light BDSM but as he was young and inexperienced I thought I would mention that a bit later on! I also texted the older guy and told him that I was meeting. She danced and whirled, drank and swirled with her would be lovers who would cop a feel or press her close only for her to turn away with feigned disinterest. She was a real player, and called herself Britney in the game of names. How her hosts longed for her, and how she desired them while hating herself and the desires she repressed with laughter and liquor. As night turn into morning, her coordination faltered and soon she found herself where she had tried so hard not to be; alone. I watched. How big is that plane?”“Big. It’s a luxury jet. I haven’t even explored the whole thing. I’m surprised Simon could fly it without a crew. He must not have been planning to come back.”“Just in case, Dag, do you have your passport?” Riley was making a joke but I gave her a little dig anyway.“Yes, I’ve got two or three with me. You never can tell when I might need to get across a border undetected.” I chuckled.“Very funny,” Riley said. She was sounding a little more relaxed than in our recent. If I was only interested in sex I would have chosen any one of the assembled masses of horny men. I chose you.’ ‘Well then, you must leave everything up to me.’ I kissed her, my tongue only just touching her lips as I moved it from one side to the other. I held her gently to me, no pressure, just my hands resting on her hips. She pushed her hips forward to apply pressure on my cock. I moved back, far enough that contact was broken. ‘Naughty, you’re not co-operating with me.’ ‘I thought that I.