As I explored her breasts she continued kissing me, every kiss was more passionate than the last. And, each kiss turned me on more than the last. She ...ust have felt my cock beginning to harden, it pressed against her leg through my boxers. ‘Sorry, Donna’ I apologized, between kisses. ‘Don’t be! I’m getting really turned on too! I don’t want to pressure you, but if you have a condom…’ ‘I don’t think I do,’ I replied genuinely regretful. ‘There are other things we can do. And we can pick up some. I glanced up to my left at the couple behind Sammi. They had their heads together, and were whispering, and looking at the two of us.I blushed deep red, then Sammi found the exact spot and rhythm for my G-spot, and I shivered again. Then the egg’s vibrations sped up, as the oscillations increased in speed and strength.In any other universe, I would have cum a long time ago. In any other universe, I would have had difficulty not cumming, and no one would have be able to stop me.But I wasn’t in. Emily looked at me with an unsure stare.“Hey, you’re not the one who would have to get naked!” She declared. She consulted with Candice. “What do you think? Should we do it?”Candice stood up and laughed then added, “Hell yes! We’re gonna beat the Cowgirls, and you’re going to be naked!”We all agreed to the game and the rules. Shoes counted as one item, and every score counted. Dirk had a smug look on his face. I wanted to wipe it off and to get to see his wife naked wasn’t a bad prize. Their cause, their meaning, their place in one's history remain forever unexplained. They occur once in time, surprising us sometimes, but always making a mockery of our expectations. In memory they are recurring, timeless, with vague borders and an always jumbled, inexact sequence. In the aftermath all one can say is that they occurred, and defiant memory recalls only the pieces, never their source or their reason. However, in this case it would seem it has occurred more than once in time but.