Is it a newfound religion? Not likely. Is it drugs? No… well, maybe. But it’s also something else, something much more magical. No, literally, it�...�s a magic book.That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these special little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective. Goddess calls me and I crawl to her. She says "Go set up the massage table in the gazebo and then come undress me and carry me out there. I crawl off and do as ordered. When I get back, goddess stands and I do as well. I go behind her and unzip her sexy dress and slowly pull it down and off her sexy body. As I admire her sexy ass brushing my quickly hardening cock against it, she steps out of it and I lay the dress on the back of a chair. The nice thing about my goddess is she seldom has. I felt her hand touch the top of my head and thought she was going to pull my face into the curly forest. Surely she knew I was admiring her treasures there.Instead, she whispered, “Stand up, I want to feel you next to me.”We had one thing in common–an appreciation of the joy one feels when one naked person embraces a similarly undressed person. The feeling of thigh meeting thigh, the hardness of the erection against the softness of the female abdomen, the sensation of a woman’s pubic hairs. Initially I was hesitant and then slowly started taking help from her. Our team planned for a team outing to a resort and we all went there in car where all boozed well.Since I don’t drink or smoke I sat beside her the whole day and started talking about her personal life. Then got to know that her’s was a love marriage but husband fights with her always and needs only money from her. We became close after the trip. Days ran very fast and we moved to different team together and became very.