“We wanted new sexual experiences, that was so basic and so good. I was resting on my elbows as I watched his oily finger on the tip of my clit. “There were two massage tables side-by-side with our masseurs, James and Daryl, dressed in white shorts and t-shirts. “Your place or mine?”
“I was hoping you would like my little story Kate. “No jealousies and no guilt.”
“Would you like me to tell you what my masseur did to get me over the line Kate?”
“Of course.”
“Both of the masseurs teased and edged us with their oily fingers, they were obviously very experienced. “You know my man and I like to stretch the boundaries when sex is involved. He was sliding a finger into me at the same time. Watching two men we only just met bringing both of us to orgasm with their hands and fingers,” I told Kate over lunch. “Remember what happens in here stays here,” James told us as the boys both dropped their shorts to show us their very erect cocks.
