"Well, that was a very weird evening," mused Harry. "I'm pretty drunk, but... correct me if I am wrong... I believe we just got naked with our neighbo...s." Yes, we did," answered Sarah sheepishly. "And, if you don't get these clothes off of me again right now, I might scream. I don't think I have ever been so horny!" Oh, yeah?"Harry saw in his wife's eyes a most unfamiliar look, one of pure lust. He began to unbutton Sarah's blouse, fumbling frantically with the tiny buttons. Sarah reached out. "The beauty between my legs is Kelly; the little Egyptian over there between Karen and Eddie is Carol." Oh, Carol and I know each other from way back," Dominique said."This is Tamara, the radiant jewel who contains my soul," Eddie said."You sir are a poet, as well as a very handsome, and very lucky, man," Dominique replied."This is my wife, Patricia," Karen said, caressing her love that was a-straddle her knee, hugging her."And you are a damn lucky woman ... she has an incredible ass,". Only a moment or so later I felt her hands between my feet grabbing the towel. I thought, “Damn it, my attempt to flash my semi hard cock was foiled already!” She placed the towel over my feet and slowly pulled it up evenly over my legs then stopped about 8” from my ass cheeks. I could still feel the cool air on my balls so I knew it was still in her view. Maybe this will still work out.She began her massage at the small of my back with some nicely warmed up oil. In fact it was very, very warm;. The vase lacked any handles making it awkward and difficult to grip and it required me a few tries to figure out how to tilt it just right to pour the water into the bucket above me. Once emptied, I eased slowly down to begin the horrid squat all over again.The pitcher's opening was only 1.5" wide which meant I had to hold my deep squat for about 10 painful seconds as I waited for the pitcher to fill. The same applied to emptying it. Its no easy task tiptoeing with your legs wide apart and I.