They were good, confirmed by the look on my man’s face as they teased him to a long, noisy orgasm. My man naked with a wicked, thick hard on, as the boys, both naked, oiled his naked body. Dita had me standing against the wall, as we continued kissing passionately, her groin grinding into mine, tribbing each other, grinding her crotch against mine. Two young men we had never seen before, both of them barely just twenty, dressed in skimpy briefs approached us and commenced conversing with us, both of them staring at our naked bodies, while we both applied some oil to each other. Under her hood, licking her clitoral hood, the fold of skin covering the glans of her clit, so sensitive. When Dita arrived with her trainee boys I could hear my man telling them, “My lady has gone to great trouble for you two boys, she has looked at and admired your pics on our computer screen for the last three nights, she was impressed, so was I.”
“Hello beautiful dahlink baby, we have unfinished business,” Dita told me in a low whisper as her
