A shaken Cyn sized up Dave. He was the epitome of tall, dark, handsome, confident and he had a boldness she really liked. She accepted the offer in mo...e ways than one. Dave’s slightly mysterious and frequently dangerous lifestyle soon captured her. Cyn became addicted to Dave and the suspense he so effortlessly generated. *** Cyn’s playroom was a cornucopia of sexual treasures and erotic art. The art works were strategically placed to enhance mood and the room’s intended purpose. Bear noticed. Mike wasted no time diving his face in. He began lapping at my cunt, and I threw my head back. He licked me all over, rarely concentrating on one area, but this was my first time and so it was good enough. I could tell I would eventually orgasm but not too soon.The feeling is hard to describe. For those who haven't experienced it I'll try to describe it in relation to how it feels to a man. It's just as pleasurable if not more so, however it's not as urgent. It's also 'softer' and 'deeper'.. In the meantime we can continue...As she said that, her right hand left my crotch and moved up my bodysoftly tracing it with her fingers. It landed on my waist, she was nowholding me by the waist with both hands, her body still pressed againstmine.We were about the same height so in that position with her hands grabbingme by the waist, I felt her crotch pressing against my ass and her softbreasts against my back.Breasts... her hands had left my waist and were now over my chest withher thumbs. We were almost sipping at times, and I had to fight the gag reflex to force the syrupy, golden liquor down my throat. I could see he was the same. Two Christians, fighting in the sun against gladiators and lions, never had as hard a time of it. At the end, we slammed down our glasses at precisely the same time.“I win!” we both shouted at the same time, but it was more instinct than conviction. It was clear that it was a dead heat. I suggested a rematch but instantly regretted it, feeling that I.