"To love," Lindy reiterated, eyeing Helena from head to toe. Helena wore an elegant silky azure dress, --the color enhancing her eyes--that ended inch...s above her knees and conformed to her voluptuous shape with décolletage that brought focus to her pale cleavage. Her open black leather jacket looked odd with the elegance yet added to her presence, bringing out her uniqueness. Lindy drank deeper. "Greek, isn't it?" she asked. Helena nodded. "It's good." Thanks. It's from my mother's vineyard.". I kind of wiped it away as she caught her breath and sat up. Swinging around she stood up and told me to sit facing forward. I wasn’t sure what was going on at that point but seeing her with just a devilish grin was enough to know it was time. Cock still hard as can be she kneels down on the couch with her legs outside of my straddling me. Bringing her breasts close to my face again. I wrapped my hands around the back of her legs and pulled her in. Diving into her breasts my hand moved quickly. Then she laid her head in my lap and covered us with her burqa, unzipped my pants and got my prick out and began stroking, licking, and sucking it and my balls. I started playing with her tits which she allowed me to do. I guess I was getting her really aroused because she began to moan softly and squirm around a bit. Paddy orgasmed while she had one of my balls between her teeth and she involuntarily bit the hell out of my scrotum. Paddy gave me great hand jobs at times. She would do that. They were enlightened. A revelation, an epiphany, a new horizon of universal thought and an understanding of the meaning of life muted their voices. They understood without words. Conversation was unnecessary. ‘Devkumar.’ It was eerily silent with tens of thousands of people assembled before one man without sound. Mind over spirit and spirit over sound, they were his army of silent angels. They were one with the universe. They were an army of one willingly in his control. Their soul purpose of.