He brought me to my feet and reached into his pants pocket to pull out a condom and a single serve lube pillow. Wordlessly, he turned me around. I cou...d feel the lube being squirted into my crack. He began to massage my hole and he bit my earlobe. "Now relax..." he whispered as he slid a finger into me. At first, pain shot through me, then pleasure, as a few moment passed. Slowly, in and out, his index finger probed my virgin hole. More lube went on and he stuck his middle finger in, slowly. .. But it’s a good effort – and with her long, slim legs she looks good trying it.His tongue digging a wet and slippery grove up her arse-crack and over her open pussy. Over and over, pausing every few seconds to take a look at the pink opening – as if it might suddenly do something ... Then diving back in to lick it some more when nothing happens.Lucy moans, “Good boy ... Good boy ... That’s it...” as she lets her head rest against the bench, looking up at the ceiling, savouring the sensations. Frank’s cock throbbed in my hand as I felt Jeff’s tongue enter my mouth. Our jaws dropped in unison and our tongues danced to a hard rocking lustful rhythm. His actions fed my lust. The opportunity was becoming so much greater than merely sucking cock and I relished in the moment the three of us now shared.“You guys are really hot to watch,” said Frank. I couldn’t help myself. Jeff’s kiss was fantastic and not only did I not want it to stop but when it did I wanted to offer to suck his cock. I had shared them with him originally during a weakness in my sexual addiction. He had caught my dad and I making love and had filmed it without our knowledge. Seeing the film had turned me on and him finding out that the man fucking me was my father had driven him insane with lust. I had revealed my secrets to him during our rough love making afterward and now he was hooked on the fact that I had taken part in so many taboo versions of sex during my 3 month stay at the cross-the-border club..