The millions of nerve endings in my nipples accept the explosions of pain with each drop and cause my whole body to shudder. He smiles, says nothing a...d continues with the candle on my abdomen and throat until it is too short to hold. The clock shows 12:40. My pussy is soaked. My brain is exploding with hate and pain. Fire and ice must be his theme. He pulls an ice cube from an ice bucket on the table and holds it above me. My mouth is like Phoenix and the dripping ice water a God send. But he. At first, she had some of the same doubts about the so- called propriety of it all, but when she really got with it, all those vanished. From a sometime, lackadaisical wife, she's turned into a fucking machine."Lauralee poured them both another drink. "I'm not knocking what's happened, Chris. Far from it. I want to run out into the street and scream out my new-found happiness--but that would send the neighbors scurrying to call the police, I'm certain."He nodded, and she watched the play of. And brave. And then he looked at me again, and it was like I was standing in the middle of all those people, completely naked, but it was okay because he was the only one who could see that I was naked. That’s when I knew I wanted to fuck him.Guys my age are fine. I mean, I’ve only been with a few. They’re fast and frantic and rough and careless, and that’s fun sometimes, I guess. But what Alan did was… so, so different. It was calm but intense, fun but… intimate all at the same time. He knew. It also seems that the party or event is all in the same place. In other words, we can come out of our room and be around open-minded people. There is even a pool area and playrooms. We change in our room and get ready to go out to the bar area. Heather puts on stockings and a skirt with some very sexy panties. She decides to not put a bra on under her blouse. We pray before we go out and kiss and out the door we go. There is a mixture of people there: couples, single guys (mostly black but.