Reaching up from behind I hook my fingers over your shoulders as you reach around my hips lifting and leaning me back, my weight forcing me back down ...gainst you harder as i hang in mid air over the edge of the counter. Your head bows and the sudden heat of your lips engulfing my right breast causes me to whimper pulling against your shoulders I lift my hips. The electric feel of your tongue flicking rapidly across my nipple makes me gasp writhing against you hips as mine rock back against. Women led me to him and I sat down as if on a throne.At the moment the drums rang and a series of Hindu boys with flowers on their necks entered the room. A priest dressed in a long red and gold robe stood before them. In a language I did not know, the hymn that the boys took on. I thought they would fuck me one by one. I sat on a pillow of flowers and my thighs twitched nervously waiting for the first one to come and possess me. My hips twitched to the rhythm of the drums and uncontrollable. Yeah, that's it. You! What do you want? You want her to lick your balls? She'll do that...'At one point I was picked up and a man caarried me and impaled my cunt on his penis, whilst another did the same to my ass. They pumped together in and out, my arms around the man in front, whilst I screamed and yelled for more. I was like an insatiable a****l. Finally the man running the place came and threw us out. There were three or four of us left, the big guy and a few guys who'd only just come in.. But they definitely were as I found out, when Stan knocked on my door one Saturday. He asked if he could come in and talk to me in confidence – man to man, were the words he used. Looking nervous, he accepted the invitation of a cup of coffee and slowly came around to the point of his visit. ‘Ken, you probably noticed that we entertained a gentleman friend of ours quite regularly. Unfortunately, he passed away and Mrs Palmer and I deeply miss him as he used to help us, ‘express our urges’ so to.