I suppose you could say I was part of his harem for a while. He was a bit of a charlatan in some ways, but my god he knew how to give a woman the fuck...of her life. He taught me to fuck the way we just did. It’s a sort of sexual yoga that isn’t in the Kama Sutra. It’s all about focusing sexual energy – the way you focus the light of the sun through a magnifying glass. You responded perfectly. Not every man does.” “Focussed fucking… Yeah, I’d love to do it again.” Her hand wandered to his limp. She tried to pull herself together, but everytime she thought she was calm, she broke down in hysterics again. She thought of Mr. Cohen! She didn't even know his first name! He was a big brute of a man. He stood about six-foot-six, and weighed in at a solid three hundred pounds. He had a bald head, and chomped on a sweet smelling cigar all the time. He towered over Gina's five-foot-two frame. Gina couldn't help but feel intimidated by him, even though he really was "nice" to her. She. I didn't want to show Mina, how seeing her breasts had affected me. I paced for a few moments trying to regain my composure. But the lovely sight of her beautiful chest was etched into my mind. Since Mina was buzzed I wasn't worried about her entering the kitchen to retrieve me. Taking the opportunity I imagined her tits clearly in my mind. Slowly my hands trailed over my body, lowering to the hem of my panties. I circled my fingers over my sensitive bud, holding in my moans of pleasure. I was. I knew that it was going to be a cold ride for me with no jacket. We hopped on my bike and went back to my place as I my body, especially my arms and neck ached from the cold wind.I tried to be very quiet as we came in the back door of the house but as I got to my bedroom door, Kelli, still in her Cats costume, met us coming around the corner. Kelli said, “Hi Amber!” And the girls exchanged pleasantries. Then as Amber and I entered the room I turned back to close the door behind me and saw.