I was positioned so that my upper body was on an incline, with my head above the rest of me, and my legs were apart, dangling off the edge of the moun... of pillows. It was a very relaxing position. I knew someone was coming even though the pitch-black room was blanketed in silence. A door opened across the room, somewhere far in front of me. No light crept through the open doorway, but there was a gentle breeze. I heard the click! of the latch as the door closed again, and I imagined my lover. Trevor hadgraduated from the University of Michigan a couple of years ago with adegree in Computer Engineering and was now working as a computerprogrammer. He was also enrolled part time working on his Master's inComputer Science and Engineering but despite his education and work hewasn't happy. His job paid well enough and he'd just bought a small tri-level but he had few friends and no potential romantic interests. This waspartly due to his slender build and largely due to his lack of. Reg was 62 years old and his nephew Steven was in his early 30s.Tracey told them about how unhappy she had been in her marriage and that she and I had only recently started having fun as ‘lesbians,’ together, but that she had known I was a ‘tart,’ for years and we had often fucked in the same room or with the same guys or guys. I laughed back telling the guys if they thought I was a tart, then they hadn’t seen anything yet as Tracey was even dirtier.The chat continued for a little while and. Fiona then leant down and put a small hairband round the top of balls, squeezing them through the tiny ring. Then she took another and put it under my balls and over my cock. Immediately I loved the feeling as my balls were pulled up tightly.She said, ‘tonight one of my lovers will be here, we have discussed it and we are going to allow you to watch. You will of course be allowed to wank but only cum when we give permission. Do I make myself clear?’‘Yes dear, I understand,’ I replied.As I got.