When he hit bottom my wife turned her head and smiled at him and then up at me standing in the doorway and then turned her attention back to the cock ...n her hand. The first guy fucked her long and hard and finally tensed and with one final thrust blew his load deep inside. When he pulled out his cum flowed out and down her thighs. There was already a line of hard cocks ready to take his place but she waved them off so the guy she'd started with could get sloppy seconds.In the meantime one of. . and ever more frustrating. Worst of all, every one would have his key in it somewhere... tucked into the top of a stocking, nestled between her breasts, laying on her stomach... always it was somewhere, teasing and tormenting him with every glance. Then, on the very last night, She called. They talked for an hour, Her voice teasing and arousing him as She explained to him exactly what he was to do the next day. Finally, She delivered the ultimate torment... he could hear Her voice becoming. I will describe this one I call my Shaman's Dream.Exploring a forest and I am following a stream. The forest has a feeling of being ancient. Before me the ground rises slowly, a mountain before me in the distance. I approach a cliff, which sticks out from the mountain, like a gray and brown massive wall. And in it a narrow crack, 20 feet wide and some 60 feet deep, filled with a clear pool of water, which feeds the stream I follow. Yet one can see beyond this break in the wall of cliff and open. She tried to guess who could have written such a amorous letters? She wondered, 'Is someone known to her trying to take advantage of her being a widow.' The letter came from a faraway place as indicated by postal stamp on the envelope. His handwriting is beautiful. She received voluminous detailed handwritten letters on beautiful and elegant stationery admiring, apotheosizing, complementing, consecrating, eulogizing, ennobling, exalting, glorifying, idealizing, rhapsodizing and praising her.