Wet two of your fingers in your mouth and rub circles around your stiff nipples, gently, at first then more firmly. Feel the sensations Carla. Her: Ok...y, (pause puts the phone on hands free) Ah, mmm thats nice, they are stiff, hard. I love it when I bend them over and they &hellip,ah snap up mmm my nipples are kind of long&hellip,I love touching them&hellip,ahhh. Me: Thats right Carla look in the mirror as you roll them between your wet fingers, see how your whole body reacts when you touch. My naked body and my dirty mind felt ravenous and starving for cock, his cock. “Do you think my new whore is getting excited watching you suck my cock?” he asked his pretty blonde girl with a face full of his seed. “Don’t answer. Go clean up and use the whore’s dress on the floor. Then get me hard so I can fuck one of your holes again.” The blond girl gave me a subtle, sly smirk, barely noticeable, but definitely there, and picked up the ruined dress and cleaned her face of cum and smeared. She was using me for her own pleasure, but I certainly was complaining. I felt her orgasms as they came, her pussy pulsating; then, she began tightening her internal muscles, milking me until I couldn't hold out any longer. We both came. After a moment she climbed off me, went out to the bathroom, and came back with a wet wash cloth and cleaned us both. She returned to bed, and we held each other. I laid there quietly for several minutes, not sure how I was going to ask the question that had. The rhythm was natural to Sherri. She danced and undulated with the shaman in a sensuous wave-like motion. The drums sounded three heavy beats and stopped! The shaman presented a small vial of red liquid to her lips. Without questioning it, Sherri drank it so fast that part of it ran out the corners of her mouth onto her breasts. For an instant Sherri knew that it was blood. Then a smoldering root was brought forward. The smoke arose to her nostrils. The shaman grunted. Sherri inhaled the.