Her hands and feet were trust to the posts by Hermes silk scarves and she had a silk mask covering her eyes. She knew what was coming next and silentl... she wanted him to hurry up with the preliminaries. The scarf was meant to keep her guessing, but tied around her head so softly that she could just barely see under the lower portion. This, in effect, gave her a "slit view" from her breasts to her feet. She could see the wooden close pins on her nipples and, although she couldn't see it, she. One of the guys sitting here would eventually be eliminated, and the game would continue on from there.I honestly don't know how she managed it. But I wouldn't have bet against her. Sure enough, Bella somehow managed to land in Chris's lap. And by the look on her face, she was just as glad as Bella seemed to be when she did. Sitting next to her oddly enough, Marsha managed to gain my lap, not yet inserting my cock as we hadn't been given the word yet ... but resting her obviously slick pussy. We moved directly to the Chedi bypassing the other buildings in the Wat. Chanthra stopped some five feet from it, then bowed and waied before approaching the structure more closely. She placed our garlands in the area where others had left theirs previously. Next she held up the joss sticks for me to light with my lighter and when they were burning well she placed them in the sand-filled brass urn provided for them. I also lit the small candles for her, which she placed in a candelabrum shaped. The first time I realized I may really be a dirty old man ("D.O.M." for short), I was 45 and in a nightclub in Las Vegas, sort of a "disco themed" place that had stages, loud music and beautiful women dancing all over the place. There was a pretty young woman dancing alone up on a stage right next to me, and the stage was at about waist-level. She was gorgeous, brunette, and about 21 years old. I remember seeing her in her cute virginal white sun-dress with slim, long legs and thinking, "I.