However, just before anyone can breathe in relief...A new flame bursts from the pit! With a blinding green hue, it snakes to the ceiling with a crackl...ng roar! In response, the robed members scream and shield themselves from the fierce flames that expand outward.Only the leader, coming down from the cusp of doubt, looks on in awe. Her hood slides down from the burst of wind that carries the flame upward, revealing her short dark-brown hair with some natural grey, tan complexion, and olive eyes. Debbie liked to clean things her way, and I liked the way anyone else did it as long as I didn't have to do it. Our sexual lives blossomed and our roles began emerge. We still had not had vaginal sexual intercourse, but we had gotten comfortable with each others' bodies. We enjoyed oral sex and had grown into sleeping naked with each other. Once the expectations had evaporated, we enjoyed defining our roles. I took charge in the sexual department, I enjoyed dominating her. She enjoyed pleasing. I didn't want to accept because I didn't want to be around Devon and have to suffer that indignity, but I agreed having nowhere else to go or nothing else to do. And then depression set in. I sank into a deep depression knowing that I had no money, no wife, and no job prospects. Once again, Paul came to the rescue. Paul told me that he could help my depression with a strict regime of anti depressants and vitamins. I felt relieved and guilty. Relieved by the fact that Paul was being so. As I sit on the sofa, naked and next to my husband John, I watch Sarah and Tom undress. I watch as she looked at the both of us, her hands folding behind her to unclasp the hooks of her bra.I can’t wait. I am lusting to see those breasts free of their cotton cage. My eyes glance towards Tom as his pants fall to the floor and his cock is revealed. A smile crosses my face, it is not the first time that my eyes have feasted on that cock, but that was in the dim and distant past.I let out a short.