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“I’ll leave you both to sort yourselves out gay boy twinks, call if you need me.” He turned slowly and paused, as if waiting for one of us to say something. Tom waited until we were alone, stroking the side of my face with the tip of gay boy twinks his index finger. “You like him don’t you Kezzy?” His tone was light. “Well, I have to admit he is attractive, there’s something about him, but he’s not you.” I was being honest with him as I always had been. “How much of the gay boy twinks old Kezzy is left? Would you like to play a little? Will we ask him back?” “Are you being serious? You know I’ve never done anything like that, maybe he won’t want to, hell maybe I don’t want to! I didn’t know you gay boy twinks liked to share.” My brain was going into overdrive. “Well, I’m all for new experiences sweetheart and its more than obvious he likes you, I’d much rather be here with you and share than think of the two of you on your own.” I gay boy twinks couldn’t believe he would think that I’d see Jake alone for sex or anything like that, but the thought of being with the two of them was irresistible. I gave up trying to think reasonably and gave in to what I really wanted. “Call him back then; I think we need some help getting this corset off, you seem to have knotted the lace too tightly.” I gave him a little grin and felt the blood start to thunder through my veins. “Excuse me? I think we need some help in here!” Tom called, before tugging hard on the laces, tightening them up. I was biting down on my bottom lip hard, trying to keep a serious face; seconds later Jake appeared and saw my hands tugging at the corset. I looked up at him anxiously.

“I think Tom’s laced this too tightly, we can’t undo it and I can’t slide it off, would you mind taking a look?” I turned my back to him, hands on hips waiting. My breath drew in sharply as his hand ran the length of the lacing, straying a little lower before making its way back up. I could feel him fiddling with the knot, his sounds of frustration an indicator that Tom had done a good job. “This is really gay boy twinks tight Kezzy. Do you think you could raise your arms right up for me? That might give me a little more lace gay boy twinks to work with.” “Sure Jake.” Dutifully I raised my gay boy twinks arms up and caught Tom’s eye quickly in the mirror, his wink made me smile; Jake was unaware, his head was bent down at my back. I felt sure he would be able to smell the scent of my sex from his position, but if he could he was giving no clues. “My arms are so tired with me standing like this.” I let them drop halfway, forcing the corset tight once more. “Oh umm… hang on then, turn round. Do you think you could reach up and grab the curtain rail there? That should help.” Jake’s voice was gay boy twinks all concern. Tom was standing just outside the cubicle; we were face to face and I was unsure what to do next gay boy twinks, he could see that in my face. He looked around, his eyes lighting up as he took in a display of handcuffs; walking swiftly over to them and removing two pairs. My jaw literally dropped as he began to close one wrist in a cuff, attaching the other half to the rail. As each locked closed Jake rose quickly behind me, just watching Tom as he did the same with my other wrist. “Well, we don’t want her arms to drop. It would make getting that corset off even harder.” I bit down on my lip as Tom gave Jake a suitably apologetic look. “True gay boy twinks I guess, but this lace doesn’t look like it’s going to budge, maybe you should come back here and have one last try before I go get some scissors.” I held my breath as both men swapped places, leaving me face to face with Jake. I wet my lips slowly, wiggling my gay boy twinks hips a little; Tom’s hands plucked at the back of the corset, but to no avail, then they moved lower and his fingers gay boy twinks hooked in the thin elastic band at the top of my g-string, pulling it down slowly. His tongue licked over the cleft of my ass and I drew in my breath with a hiss, but instead of delving further he just lifted my feet one at a time to gay boy twinks free me of my underwear. If Jake had any questions gay boy twinks he was keeping them to himself, but his eyes roamed over me, seeing how my breasts had begun to swell over the top seam and down to my pussy where I felt sure he would be able to see my juices glistening on the slightly swollen lips. His hands reached out to touch me; there was a slight hesitation but I nodded to him. Tom’s hands began to stroke back and forth along the inside of my thighs stopping short of my pussy but lingering gay boy twinks on the gay boy twinks narrow strip of skin where my hips joined my body. I tried to move my hips to get his fingers to move over the heart of me but he pushed my feet as far apart as the cubicle would allow. I felt like I gay boy twinks was on a rack.