From the alley, with the broken street lamp, I had a clear view into your bedroom after dark. I do not know whether you are clinically OCD, but your b...dtime routine was ritualistic. At 10:00 PM, the lights in the rest of your home would darken and your bedroom lamp would illuminate. You would go into the bathroom to disrobe, wash up, and switch into your nightgown. Your hair would always draw back into pig tails. While I don't know exactly, I took you to be about twenty-five. As you came. You are wearing no panties and have shaven your pussy clean, just the way I like it. Once the leggings are off, you order me to lie back and you kneel astride me, your pussy inches from my face, the smell of your sex intoxicates me and I am desperate to taste you. You begin to work your clit and pussy with your fingers, enjoying the look of desperation on my face. You rub your clit hard and harder, throwing your head back as you focus in nothing but pleasuring yourself, as you bring yourself . But we still must be very careful.''Orgy organizer Albert was more than aware of this. His cavernous, garishly decorated 2-story home - imagine a cross between an Albanian film about Marie Antoinette and Gone with the Wind's Tara -- nestled in a gate-guarded community has hosted four previous sexual extravaganzas, all with no incidents other than misplaced underwear, he said. ``There is no need for the neighbors to know,'' he said. ``And we are cautious about who we invite.''While most of the. Early evening in the sack and I woke up very late in the morning. I must have slept more than ten hours straight.Got up, had some breakfast, checked if the laundry had dried up in the midnight sun and went for a swim. I saw some people coming out of the sauna, which meant it was warm, and decided to join in and washing myself up, getting dressed and preparing for my role as client and photographer for the ladies.In the sauna I had met the couple that had caught us the night before on the road.