"Mike?" The word ended in a cough, and she cleared her throat beforeshe tried again. "What happened?"I was crying in relief, my tears falling onto her...face as I held her.What should I tell her, I wondered? The truth."What's the last thing you remember, Julia?"She struggled slightly, and I drew back so that she could sit up. Shemoved without obvious impediment or pain."I was talking to you, suggesting new names, and then everythingsuddenly went black. It was like someone shoved me or. The pleasure wasso intense that this didn't bothered me at all at the time.We were so involved in the sexual act that we didn't notice the movementsaround us, that is, I noticed that some monks were moving around us, butI could not stop what I was doing to pay attention to them or even tocare about that. I was almost cumming, and due to my connection with her,I could feel that she was close to her orgasm too. At the right moment inwhich we jointly reached the climax I felt something hard and. I wasn't really upset at being seen naked. Hell, people see me naked all the time -- not that my fifteen year old sister would, or should, know that. But I'd done a shoot two days before, a really serious BDSM shoot, and I was still very well marked from the single tail the Doms had used on me. The marks would disappear in a week. I don't usually let myself get this marked up, but since I wasn't going to be shooting for the next three weeks, I'd let the man/woman combination I'd 'served' on. Most of the man wrinkled a nose in disgust as the husband tasted the cum from another man on his wife’s lips.Susan went on to repeat the same routine four more times, each guy refusing a kiss from her while Dan quickly accepted remnants of their cum on her lips and tongue.“I need to rest for a while,” she exhaled kissing Dan, then finishing her drink. “It really turns me on that you love the smell and taste of a man’s cum on my breath.”“I’m used to it, having several wives who love sucking off.