The tight brief suits showed off their packages. The guys were all built similar and they all appeared to have flawless effeminate bodies. They were e...ch in a lounge chair drinking and talking to each other. One guy with blonde hair got up and moved over to Kent’s lounge. He sat on the side of it and began to touch Kent as they talked. Vince watched intently as the blonde ran his hands along Kent’s chest, abs and thighs. Next the blonde leaned in and kissed him and Kent in return put his arm. Slowly I began running my fingers up and down his viscous, slick shaft, now glistening with pre-cum which was leaking profusely from the little eye at the tip of his angry, purple helmet. I felt the strength of his arousal and desire burning through every inch under my fingertips, and began to smear the oozing lubricant around the shaft until he was completely covered in his own sleek, wet anticipation. Slowly, I pulled the head to my mouth and parted my moist lips. “Roger has no idea what a. .”“I'll be gentle,” I replied. “Please?”“Okay. But you stop if I tell you to.”I nodded agreement. Ms. Betty spread her legs and I slid between them once again. With one hand I gently exposed her clit and was not surprised at how large it was when fully exposed. I gently wrapped my lips around it and began to gently suck. Ms. Betty was already moaning with pleasure. I flicked my tongue across her clit and started to move my lips. Ms. Betty moaned louder and grabbed the back of my head.“Holy. All that was visible of Bella was her feet in delicate calfskin boots but it was clear that her head was central to the Lady’s pleasure. Lady Broadmoor slid her gloved hand into mine and squeezed it. ‘I think, my dear Madeleine, that your friend is demonstrating that which perhaps you yourself might be adept at?’ Her veil did not conceal the desire in her eyes. Nor did her crimson dress conceal that her bosom heaved a little as her hand ran up my gloved arm and rested upon my naked shoulder. I.