I was seriously aroused but determined not to fuck him, adding to the sexual torment for both of us. Now that I had instructed him to massage baby oil...on my body later, I'd no idea how my will power would cope.To rub salt into the wounds, I peeled my black lace thong from my pussy revealing my puffed smooth slit, leaving my thigh half way down my thighs, held in place by my parted legs. I traced my hand down my stomach and glided my fingers over my smooth mound, letting my index finger slide. But it was really paining for me to walk. Seeing this she said” hey, why don’t you come over my place and take some rest and I’ll help you reveal your pain by some medicine and massage”. She was telling it in a very caring way but inside me was telling my erect dick to accept her proposal. So obviously I accepted. But I told ” miss I could come, but I have my bike”, to which she made a feeling bad kind of expression. Seeing that I dint know where my pain had gone. I told her that ill park it on. I’d chatted with a man I’d never met online. I know I orgasmed a couple of times and he said he had as well. It got me so hot. I’d taken the initiative and texted these two fuck buddies and they’d promptly responded. They came for me, and whether they appreciated it or not, I orgasmed when they did. Intensely.I realized I had initiated this sexual encounter. That’s happened before, more times than even a dedicated cum-slut like me needs to admit. But today, I felt more in control, more. .. stop talking when I talk!” They took an agitated breath, before making a series of odd mouth movements before figuring how to divide their actions between them.“That feels”“kinda weird”“But...” they replied to each other.“It’s pretty intuitive once you get used to it!” They said in unison once again, before having a bit of irritation fill their face.After they practiced for a bit more, they began trying to get up, and despite the difference weight and height proportions, it was easier to do.