” “It made it even better, Ishy, didn’t it? Admit it.” But Mona didn’t wait for an answer. She walked away. I saw her put her arm around Ju...ie and they both went down the hallway, disappearing into the ether. Darkness seemed to be everywhere. I laid my head in Carole’s lap and cried softly. “None of that now, Ishy,” she said. “The fun is just starting.” She reached into her pocket and pulled out a piece of deep-red ribbon, maybe an inch thick and a few feet long. She tied it loosely around my. .. I guess we can go to my place, if you'd like to?" OK, that's fine. We sure can't go my place," she laughed.They drove to Bill's apartment, talking to each other as if they were on their way to a movie or a coffee shop. It was a strange atmosphere and he was uncertain just what would happen when they reached his place.Marion seemed to be in playful mood, despite what Bill viewed as the seriousness of the occasion. She was almost giddy and he wondered if it was nerves and she was trying to. I could not believe what she was going through. I had never seen a woman’s orgasm last so long. She finally fell down onto my chest and all but passed out. I reached up with my tongue and just touched her tight little pucker hole and she had another mini orgasm. We sat up and the girls were laying their large beach towels over a log. We joined them and Bonnie knew what was going on and spread hers next to theirs. They all bent over the log and presented their lovely wet pussies for me to fuck.. “This is Bruiser’s ... my wife used to knit and made it just for him.” His tone was calm, though somber.Emma took it from him while maintaining her smile directed at Bruiser. Walking over to the couch, she wrapped the blanket around the pug but still kept him tightly clutched to her chest. It was then that Brent noticed that Bruiser was no longer trembling. Sitting on the sofa, Emma was rocking him back and forth.“My God, that’s amazing,” he said softly.“No, not really. He’s not my only client.