I slide a fingertip into the band, and close my eyes. I wish it was your fingertip. I wonder how it would feel for your cock to be slipping in, feelin... the soft lace, and throbbing hot against my smooth skin. But it's not time for your cock just yet. Perhaps later...Fingers. Probing, teasing, wriggling down, past the lace band, they push down to the top of my closely-trimmed pussy, softly nudging the cleft where my slit starts.Wet. Already, my juices are spreading, and I feel the sticky nectar. Now I had never thought of myself as gay or bi. When I was younger I experimented playing doctor but never anything past that. But damn, being a virgin and hearing about your friends sexual encounters really started to get me off. But I forgot about it shortly enough and before I knew it we arrived at the cabin. The cabin was small. One table big enough for beer pong, 1 full bed, and one couch. Jeremy claimed the bed and I said I would sleep on the couch. We started making dinner and started a. "Ah.. just the thing." The old mansaid.He placed what appeared to be a dull bronze medallion on a woven gold likechain an the counter.Don picked it up and looked at it. It was nothing special. It appeared tohave some odd ancient script on one side and what appeared to be an engravingof a fairy on the other."That is guaranteed to impress the wearer immensely." Said the wizard."How is that?" said Don skeptically."Well lets just say that it will give the wearer a new way of looking at lifeand. It was the perfect temperature so I went to the bedroom. When I reached the bedroom I stood in the doorway for a moment watching you mutter to yourself and tug at your bonds. Try being dominant. He might calm down if you act like you know he’ll love it. I climbed on the bed and straddled your stomach; wielding the warm chocolate syrup in my right hand and stroking your cock with my left. “You ready, babe?” You squirmed. Straining against your bonds. I squeezed your cock hard and pulled it.