His story quickly turns into a visual image of the two men covering me with oil and their hands begin to roam my body. The thoughts send a shiver runn...ng through my body as the excitement of two men makes me instantly wet. Soon my hands begin to roam my body just as the story says. The moisture in the air has sent a mist over my body, saturating my hair and the thin silk of my nighty, making it cling to me and I am certain that from his post at the window, Mack can see every feature of my. I talked to my friend and told him we would be back that evening and that if he was off he could enjoy her if he would like... He smiled and approved telling me to just keep the key until we where finished and nodded that he would love to use her later.We leave and as we walk back to the car a few wolf whistles a few remarks as she followed me on her leash we get to the car and get in I start the car and ask her how she feels right now.“Master Daddy I feel like a real cum slut. Wearing. "'Course, dressed like that, you won't need it." I stuffed the receipt into the little purse and turned on my heel to go into the theater. "I'm not really a girl, you know," I said as I snapped the purse shut. The clerk's eyes fairly popped out of his head. "Day-yumm!" he said. "No, I didn't know that." The restrooms are between the clerk's counter and the entrance to the theater. I pushed open the door to the women's room -- why not? -- and went inside. I opened one of the stalls, walked in. " You may be right, although if you look back in art history, there have been some very graphic pieces, although in my opinion, they were tastefully done. Nothing visible that was anatomical, but quite obviously sexual" Yes, and they're all hidden in some back room at a museum or in a separate part of the gallery. Now that I think of it though, I did visit one gallery who devoted an entire showing to erotica and pieces that were even more specific. It was well done, but I left there highly.