Fully rigged. Oh ... and David's bed.Sort of at the end of her metaphorical tether, she gave out with a second squeak. The realization that she had no...one to blame if this went bad ... and no one to write on the chart, 'Remove breathing tube. Discontinue feeding tube ... Start liquid diet. O2 by nose clip. She was IT!"Damn. I need a Doctor."One materialized next to her as she walked back to the bed. Third Squeak."Yes, Nurse?" asked the Doctor ... who looked a lot like Jim Carrey ... but. “He was going to have a go at the Open Mike but apparently he's bottled it,” she laughed. Andy smiled. “On the plus side,” he said, “it means I've kept this table and you're welcome to join me if you like?” Jo sat on the comfortable seat next to Andy and I pulled up a stool alongside Jo. We spent a couple of hours chatting about ourselves and drinking. As the drink flowed I noticed Andy's eyes being drawn more and more to Jo's cleavage. She was looking stunning that night wearing a black top. He rotates everything south. His lubricated finger slowly works its way into her ass. His tongue darts into her core. Her sweet juices filling his mouth. The fingers holding her sex open flicks at her clit.Lost in his own pleasure he feels her hands move into his hair encouraging him to continue. His figners and tongue quickly get into a tantalizing rythem. Flicking, licking and withdrawing and penetrating. Touching and stimulating every intimate spot of her.He can taste and hear her responses. Of the women present who were not temple superiors, most were the hetaerae of the Botswana temple, whose function of course it was to wait on the guests. Geeta and Ilena were the exceptions.The guests were for the most part mingling in the temple's courtyard, a verdant paradise surrounded by the cool white stone of the quadrangular building that enclosed it. Here and there fountains sprayed high, dissipating into a fine mist which made the area much cooler than it would have been otherwise..