It opened and standing there was this young, gorgeous and muscular guy. He pulled me up with his hand and I followed him blindly to whatever he had in...store for me. We entered a room through flaps and I found myself in total darkness. I was about to say something when I felt several pairs of hands touching me and pushing me down on my knees towards the floor. There was cock everywhere, I counted six as they were slapping me gently all over my body and face. I took one in my mouth and deep. “Now, put back on the shawl and ask, ‘Where is the mirror?’”The brunette did as Melissa requested. Putting on the shawl, she said, “Where is the mirror?”Livia let out a gasp, “Melissa, come look!”The junior high priestess took the shawl. Looking through it, she saw a small “X” floating over the Central United States. “It looks like it is not far from here,” she said.Flipping through the pages, she found the map for the Central US. Looking through the shawl, she saw the “X” was definitely above. In fact, she was prudish and mildly Victorian when we married. Sex was in our bed, under the covers, and typically in the missionary position. This went on for decades. Occasionally, she would dress up, or we would have sex in the living room, but these events were too rare from my point of view and, too often, from her perspective.It all changed when she discovered really good pornography. The kind of pornography that makes you wish you were doing it that way. The kind of pornography that is. Then she reached over and drew some more items from the nightstand. She had pulled two wide, black rubber bands out, removed her bra and quickly stretched them over each large breast. When she released the powerful bonds, her boobs constricted tightly at the base, forming each breast into a large, round, firm ball. Jenny's movements were jerky and frantic and her eyes were bulging with and expression somewhere between lust and fear as she scooted further back against the headboard and spread.