The book belonged to women, whose letters filled it with lesbian fantasies. Some of them were long and explicit; other were implicit and quizzical. Th... letter of a pregnant woman, named Michelle, was a four-paragraphed narration of her frustration about actual fucking. Her beauty was fading due to three consecutive conceptions. The climactic failure urged her to conjure up a fantasy when she stood before the mirror. It began with the appearance of five girls around her. She had them between her. "Go ahead."She looked at me. "You mean you want me to put it on you?" she said."Sure, I guess," I said. I figured that she would just drip it onto my dick, or into my hand. But instead she squirted some into her hand, put the bottle down, and rubbed her hands together. I let go of my dick and watched in anticipation as her hands moved toward my pulsating cock.When her hands touched me, I couldn't help moaning. It felt so good! First, both of her hands caressed my erection, moving up and down. I and Sneha undressed her and boy, the sight of well-rounded boobs gave me a sudden rush of adrenaline. I jumped onto her. I gave her a good deep smooch while playing with her boobs.Then I got down to the boobs and started licking and biting those erect nipples. She started moaning and Sneha got hold of her lips and gave her a smooch to avoid the sound. Guys, that was quite a sight to behold!This made me more horny for Sneha and I pounced on her, unhooked her bra and removed her panty. I gave. He came around, greeted us all and said,– Well, this will sound strange for you. One of my old friends in this industry from Japan, Mr. Okinawa, is coming here today and he said to me that he wanted one of you to come with him.This will be a good chance for you to earn well, popularity and money as well. You must be able to keep up with his sexual needs and he promised that whoever comes with you, he will make physically and sexually superior to all others of you. Who can volunteer? –– Fareeda,.