After sucking Samir's cock dry, Felicity collapsed onto the bed and fell into an orgasmic bliss. As she savored the moment, she began to feel a hand moving along her thigh. She glanced over and saw Mike feeling her body. The look on Mike's face said it all. He was looking at Felicity like she was Eros and his flaccid organ was starting to show signs of recovery.
Felicity while ready to go another round, wanted to keep control of this relationship. She wanted the boys to be tamed, to be trained, and broken in... to do her every bidding. To satiate her when needed and how she needed it.
Letting them take her again now would not let her keep control. While her pussy wanted more, her brain said no. God it must be hard to be a man she thought. Luckily she was a woman. A man would have given in to his primal instincts.
Reluctantly, she rose from the bed and said "Sorry boys, it has been fun but my best friend is going to be picking me at 6 am to go on a hike. So you boys are going to have to leave now."
With that she got up and put on a short robe. Both the boys reluctantly put on their clothes.
As they reached the door, she looked at both of them and said, "We should have a special way to say goodbye this evening."
A smile came on the boys faces. They both knew this was going to be something they would like. Felicity was now totally in charge and she wanted pleasure. She untied her robe to expose her body. She pointed at her breasts and said, "say bye to the twins will you."
The boys were about to repeat what they had done earlier that evening. But Felicity had other ideas.
"Kneel," she said.
Once they had both knelt down, she remarked, "Now you may pamper the twins."
They each grabbed a breast and suckled on it like a newborn draining milk from it. Felicity was back in a heavenly bliss, enjoying the control she had, and the servitude they were displaying.
"Mmmm that was nice," she said.
Now to raise the stakes even higher.
"My lips need to be kissed," she said.
The boys began to stand up.
"Did I ask you to stand up?" She said.
"But you wanted us to kiss your lips" Mike said.
"Those arent the only lips I have," she said and pointed at her pussy lips.
She then put one leg on a nearby coffee table and pivoted her body slightly so her pussy was obscenely sticking out. It was brazen and crass, in a way how a man would ask his lover to get on their knees to service his penis.
The boys knew what she wanted but there was one small thing. Her pussy was covered with her juices and their cum, and starting to drip again at the stimulation both physical and mental. Neither of felt like sticking their tongue in that sex nectar knowing their cum was part of it.
She noted their apprehension. It's now or never, she thought and wondered which one of the two would cave first. Mike was the first to go and planted a peck on her pussy and started to stand up.
She tapped him on his head and said, "Not so fast, young man... That was not good, I like tongue when I'm kissed. Don't you?"
