His young lover surrendering his delicious body to the strong, powerful and manly caresses of his lover.The desire was so strong in the room... the ca...nal wantonness of the situation made them both dizzy with desire. He had often played with his young friend, but this time, with him embracing his feminine side, the grabbing, kissing, biting, sucking... was very intense. He imagined that this must be how fully gay men must feel. He fantasised often about what gay men did together, and acted out. If it's okay to do with your brother then it would be OK with your sister, too, right?' Jenna said as she took a step toward Jill. She was unbuttoning her top as she spoke.'What would be OK?' Jillian asked, truly surprised. She watched mesmerized as her little sister opened her top and exposed her pretty pert boobies. 'I?m so fucking hirny, Jilly. I bet you are, too. Let me get you off. It'll be OK. You won't be cheating, right?' Standing directly in front of Jill now, Jenna took her big. “Please take a seat. I’ll get you a Gin and Tonic, if that’s OK with you.”Emma just nodded, turned and searched for the leather chair behind her.I left Emma in the lounge. I switched on the recording machines and left to make her a drink. In the kitchen, I opened the envelope and read it quietly to myself. It was from John and it was a little odd to read at first. He told me about Emma and how she was his Sub, there was very little history, but he mentioned the fact that he had helped her. Over.And over.“Fuck me before she comes home.”“I can’t.”That moan. The feeling of his thick cock as she slides back onto it. The rip of her shirt. The hard, pink nipple. The twitch. The pinching.And over.“Fuck me.” “I can’t.” The thrust. The nipple. The fingernails.As she shudders and feels her feet go weak, her precarious tiptoe position in danger of collapsing when she comes, she wants to scream that it can’t stop yet: it mustn’t stop yet. She needs, just once, to see it through to the end..