My eyes drew down to her heaving bosoms. The small mountain range upon her chest that rose up and down with each intake of breathe. Her nipples were e...ect upon the peaks of each hilltop. The tip of my tongue circled around the small pimpled areolas."Oooh!" Amy gasped in response. My tongue ran around and around. It set a new lap record, more for going the slowest than the fastest. I gently lapped at her erect nipple, causing it to shudder at my wet touch. "Oh fuck!" Amy groaned. I made sure to. I couldn't wait for bedtime. I was determined to give them a chance to finish what they had started. I had rubbed my pussy a bit after everyone had gone to bed, I was so excited about the potential of being touched that my pussy felt swollen and wet. 10pm arrived and no one came, my stomach was turning with worry that they wouldn't come, but around 10:20 I heard movement. Whoever it was, was creeping near me. I heard a sigh and realized that it was Dante. This time he caressed my face with his. As I start to pull, I see that this is also turning you on, because rather than lay like there is nothing happening, you lift your hips ever so slightly, and the bikini bottom pulls away from underneath you. You are now lying naked on the beach, with 3 other couples about 15 feet away. We both look over again, and can see that our show has also fueled our onlookers. They all have taken to lying on their sides, with the women in front of the men. Two of the women have their hands behind them,. This would be the most significant difference between the Old and New Testament..."GonePlease, Sirs, please don’t take me away from the Harem. You desire me in the baths, wet and wanting? I am smooth, like the oils that dance atop the hot mineral baths, perfumed with rose petals, glistening with flakes of gold and silver. The tubs are carved from solid gemstone. Mine is of rose quarts, pink like my gem. My gem is hot. Submerged in waters mixed with fresh-pressed cane. My juices, like the cane,.