As we watched, the man, still holding a cigarette in one hand, grasped his cock in his other hand, putting the tips of his fingers against the shaft. ...y wife looked at me, looking a bit embarrassed, and then looked again at his dick. I reached over and pulled the shirt away from the other breast. The three men gazed at my wife’s boobs, his nipples clearly visible in the theater light. And I noticed that the tips of my wife’s nipples seemed to be hardening under their gaze. “You’re making me. You then slowly start rubbing it in small circles until you can feel it getting warmer. You keep rubbing until a plume of smoke exits the lamp. More and more smoke fills the room but you keep rubbing the lamp while coughing. A booming voice rings your ears. "Who summons the Djinn of king Abbah Ay'crul." You are scared to open your mouth, afraid that you can't breath the smoke, but you do it anyway. "It is I who has summoned you. It is I who is your new master." The Djinn laughs a hearty laugh.. Serving ... serving my ... my ... Alan! Alan, my master!"Her arousal had been building and building, so finally admitting that triggered a powerful orgasm deep within her, even though she wasn't touching herself. She was fortunate to be on her knees, because her body convulsed wildly. She tried desperately not to scream out loud, so the others wouldn't know that she was climaxing. She more or less succeeded, instead letting out a series of strangled yelps intermixed with her heavy panting. But. Donald is glad about that. It had been so easy to set Emma’s account up, but now, it is him on the line, makes it seems so different.The demographic things had been more or less painless, but now he has to say his sexual preference. He starts to check ‘straight,’ but Emma softly stops him. “Donald, are you sure you are not now something a bit different? I don’t mean from your past per se, but some of your inclinations now?”Donald hesitates and realizes what Emma is alluding to. His.