Her response got me even harder.I just came a little.Oh yeah show me.Her next text came a little while later and I remember it being a pic of her swee... pussy lips, wetter than hell. I could see from the pic she was on our bed, pants and underwear off. All I wanted is to go home and stick my tongue in her sweet honey pot. I remembered the taste from last night, I remembered how I licked and sucked on her swollen clit, how sweet her wetness was. God she was perfect. Then her next message came. Cindy and I went back into the den and Louise was still there, draped over the coffee table.Cindy walked over to Louise. "Louise, you may get up now."She struggled to her feet. "Thank you, Cindy." You are welcome. You were a very good slut. Now your husband will be here tomorrow night. Are you ready to tell him the truth? Are you willing to confess that you have been having these kinds of fantasies and have obsessed over being dominated? This was really tame, but Dennis and I have never done. As he expected, both the girls were watching, but in shock of having been seen, they quickly shut the curtains and disappeared from view.Rahul laughed as he went into his bathroom to wank and shower. He came back into the room naked and looked at the girl’s window, he noticed that the curtains were closed, but could make out a pair of eyes at each edge of the curtains. They were watching.He moved around the room naked for a while, moving things from one side to the other, before finally lying. He could understand why some people might find this part of his world fascinating. It was like watching a dance of sorts with the dancers making intricate movements and rhythms, even while they were undergoing costume changes. He envisioned a crowd of chemists watching the performance like they were at a ballet.He glanced down at his guidebook and headed to the next part of this world. It was the energy space where the energy balances of chemical reactions played out their dramas. It was like.