It didn’t suddenly get hard, no. It was more an intense tingling, like a fiendishly aggressive call girl had run her teeth and tongue along the leng...h of it from tip to balls – and then some.But it wasn’t the fact that my wife had said she wasn’t wearing underwear – well, not entirely anyway. It was the fact that the waiter almost definitely heard her.“And what if he did?” Julie challenged, with a smirk on her face. And it wasn’t just a simple, rhetorical question either. I knew … we both knew,. I slipped her clit between my index finger and middle finger and slowly rubbed up and down. Essie's clit responded by swelling. My tongue, light as a feather, moved against her clit, drawing a star. I knew Essie would be cumming soon when I ate her this way. "Oh god, Randy, oh god, keep that up... you know I love the way you lick my clit. Don't stop until I cum." I slipped my middle finger into her cunt. Her wetness seemed more slippery than before. I went knuckle deep then turned my finger and. Guesshe would just have to take their word for it and try to relax.* * * * *"Are you ready, Lady Palutena?" Cyprus asked the goddess from the otherside of the sheet."Yes, I'm just coming!" Palutena called back as she stepped out, herlong dress and other clothes discarded and replaced by a simple whiterobe with her hair tied up. "So what exactly are we doing here?" This, my goddess, is the Santorini Sauna," Cyprus explained, openingthe door for Palutena. Inside was a large square room, small. You’re a swinger in your own mind. Yet, just as it’s an unbelievable fantasy now, once you master my technique, this may be a fantastic reality one day and every day in the very near future. You may be able to imagine any number of women naked while having sex with them. How would you like to strip naked a different woman every night and have sex with them? Now, while imagining her fully dressed, let’s have some real fun. Imagined slowly undressing her. Slowly. Jesus, slow down. Her clothes.