" You sure you're OK with this?" Derek asked her as he liberally coated his cock with lubricant, pressing down to make sure some of it ran down into h...r ass."I'm sure. Just do it."Miranda felt Derek ease in fractionally deeper. Even though he was being considerate, she somehow felt he wasn't doing it right. Frustrated, she wiggled her ass further onto his dick, something Kevin carefully documented."Go for it!" Kevin encouraged her. "Show me you want it!"With that permission, Miranda let down. Being a sexual person and getting the most from sex in such a manner as to maintain dignity and experience a dark pleasure, becomes an art and your clothes and or lack of clothing are mere props within the scene played over and over in your head, like a build up to the final act, where the applause in your head means your knees are buckling under intense orgasms.My life growing up has been a series of short cameos, operatic arias where crescendos are levels of orgasmic bliss, legal and i*****l,. "Bri and Christine walked back into the salon toward room 5. The interiorof the salon was filled with pictures of gorgeous women - apparently allclients. It was s stunning display.Bri knocked on the door of room 5 and opened it. Standing inside wasJulie, a 6-foot brunette with incredible green eyes. Julie was dressedin a lab-style white jacket but even the sterile attire could not hideher incredible body. "Julie, I would like you to meet Christine.Christine, this is Julie, your. Shit, I almost did about a million times."I smiled reassuringly. "This is so great." I kissed him soundly on the lips. "Now I'm really sleeping with the boss!"Shaun kissed me back for a time; the play of his hot tongue against mine made my knees weak. "The boss wants to give you a promotion." Pardon?" I asked again, my head still spinning from the combination of Shaun's good news and his kisses."Well," Shaun grabbed my hips, pulling me firmly against him; he was a tower of warmth in the cool.