Tommy did his best to reclaim some measure of his dominance back from his blue-haired lover, but Poseidon was never on bottom for long. He twisted and...teased Tommy in ways the aggressive bully never had before, controlling what he felt and when he felt it. They kissed, licked, and bit every inch of each other’s hard, athletic bodies, but it was always Poseidon who mounted and penetrated. He led Tommy around the bed like a king leading a slave, sometimes humiliating him with slaps and pinches,. Mike heaved out all he had stored for too many weeks.Greta shuddered under him, her breathing beginning to recover, as she asked him, "Hell, you are good. How many women have you fucked?"Mike shook his head in wonder. Could he answer her question? Flattered by her observation, he made a guess at ten, and that's what he told her.Greta sighed, "You kept going longer than most men who have fucked me. You like sex?"Mike could have laughed out loud. "Oh, just a little bit, but I don't generally talk. ”I take it you’ve cum then?!!!” I’d forgotten about him. He stands over me and looks me up and down. My knickers are showing, so I cover them with my hand, get my breath and then... “Piss off. I haven’t finished with her yet!” He bursts into laughter, then eventually turns and goes back to the sofa.She’s still standing there, sexy as hell, but doesn’t look happy. I get up out of the chair and fix my clothes; run my fingers through my hair. She looks at him again but quickly looks away. I beckon. I moved my free hand down to my cunt and rubbed at my swollen love button through my panties. The lace felt incredible on my needy cunt. As hard as I tried to keep it descreet, I'm sure I must have looked a little flushed, and am certain that the few people nearby could smell my sex. It didn't matter to me though, infact it made me even hornier knowing that strangers were watching me play with myself. I jumped a little as I felt Taylers strong hands grab me by the arm and pull me to my feet. I.