John's moans joined Jeannie's in a chorus of enjoyment before he continued to just breath in the wonderful scent of her shoe as he watched me suck and...lick her toes. I could tell he was struggling with two wonderfully sexy options, the shoe or the toes and finally he decided on the toes again and joined me in worshiping her tiny toes and feet. I looked up to watch my young lover looking down at us worshiping her toes and saw her bite her bottom lip as her hips started to rise and fall. John. He shrugged and said he hardly ever talked to him, even though they were neighbors and saw each other regularly. Mostly they just said hello and that was it.‘Why wouldn’t he be happy about me being here though?’‘Because he doesn’t like me,’ Louise said.‘You got divorced a long time ago though.’‘I know, but still…’He glanced at her and said, ‘The only thing I remember about your divorce is that my parents told me you and Kevin no longer loved each other and that you were moving back to London.. And it felt so good. Was Daniel gay? Was I gay? Well I still like girls, God knows I do. But I’ve never experienced anything like I just did. The raw power that came out of Daniel and me was just, well, beyond words.My bathroom door opened suddenly, tearing me away from my thoughts. “Bathroom's ready” announced a towel-clad Daniel without really looking at me.I dashed to the room and closed the door behind me. What an awkward moment. What had we done? Was our friendship really ruined? I was way. I shivered and wasn’t sure if it was out of fear or desire.“Call me Bob.” Pete visibly relaxed, loosening his tie and eye-fucking me while Travis kept at my tits, his ministrations somewhere between pleasure and pain. He bit my nipples to keep them still while rubbing his semi-rigid tongue back and for the over the tips, squeezing tight around the base of my breasts. “How much pain does she like out of the box?” He asked Mr. Shaver, who’s answering laugh had a sharp edge of cruelty mixed.