Hurt at Both Ends

I reluctantly forsook my beautiful view as in between coaching her students, Jacqui worked her magic on my posterior’s entrance as well as giving me a good teabagging causing it to be Selena’s turn to lose concentration.

“You had better swap as well.” I told the girls. Meanwhile Jacqui had visited the drawers and returned with a perfectly shaped and buttered up strap-on. Just as they were repositioning, Ariana called out “What the hell?”
“Men have bottoms to you know. Ivor doesn’t like it but hell, I have to do things I don’t like as well.”
“Really?!” I interjected in astonishment as I had never heard her complain about anything sexual … ever.
“Comme ci, comme ça.” as if that explained everything - bloody French!

*Author's Note: special prize for readers who made it this far, an approximation of Jacqui,

http://mmm100.com/galleries/alexia-vendome/005.jpg*

When I entered her it had been more “Ooooo”, the noise I made was more “Arrrrggghhh”.
“Back to work you two” ordered Jacqui “I want to see some fine anilingus from Ariana. My pained expression was returned with sympathy by Selena. I can only imagine what the young singer’s tongue looked like in her friend’s tight sphincter. Actually, despite my discomfort, with that thought and Jacqui’s skilful handwork I persuaded Mr Happy to deliver his goods, wasting them on the bed sheet, when it would have been spent on somebody’s face.

Jacqui kept fucking me but was now concentrated on her own pleasure as I just got battered, although I leaned across to kiss Selena as, judging from the expression on her face, Ariana must have been fingering her hard. With almost perfect synchronisation Selena and Jacqui both came, which, I admit, was quite an amazing if painful feeling with an extra hard thrust from behind and my tongue getting bitten by the orgasming woman at the front end. “Owwwwwww!” I howled.