People gyrated against each other, some kept modest only by small scraps of material glued to their bodies, others having had their modesty removed, d...ess straps pulled to the side to unveil breasts as their dance partners touched and squeezed. Elsewhere, people had their hands at their partners groins, dresses pulled up, or zippers undone to allow the grasping hands free reign. Here, it seemed, lust reigned supreme.Synthia turned back around, heat rising in her body as she greedily started. War and starvation had borrowed his precious memories without permission, and returned them battered, broken, when at all. He ran his fingers through the two months whiskers that had accumulated on his face. Had it been that long since he’d had a shave? He stared at his hands, studying the lines, the veins, the creases. All the while, he took in the sounds, the smells. The mold and the perfume romanced lazily through the whole of the House. There were ratty groans, despairing shrieks, the. (I picked up from the local, private shop) If this sounds like an advertisement it isn’t, but they really do the job allowing your girl to really take her time and enjoy foreplay to her hearts content until she is ready for it. And Marie loves to apply them to my rising girth. But even before the introduction of the Japanese marvel, with a little mutual understanding we could control ourselves and I just needed to say, ‘stop there for a minute baby’ and she knew what I meant. And it went both. .. sucking... fucking..." he pointed to one particular group "I have no idea what to call that!" he laughed. "They're in love... or just horney... sharing the ecstacy of sex. Ya gotta love it!" You're American, aren't you?" Not really, I just sound like I'm from the Bronx. I'm from... well... everywhere!" he laughed."What is it that you want from me?" From you? Your momentary attention and maybe a smile," he said extending his hand to her's. "But the bigger picture is what I want for you,.