Psychedelic trips can be isolating experiences if you dont have the proper companionship. Now I got to be that for Lydia. The first thing I needed to...do was ground her in her body. If she escaped into the vortex of her mind, she could fall into a nightmare. She needed to realize she was in her own bedroom, safe and sound, surrounded by the two people that loved her the most in this world. I sat up in her bed, and I leaned her back against my chest as she sat between my legs. Kind of the way. Unlike our courtship times it wasn't winter and the windows of the car weren't steamed up also it wasn't cold and we had the windows down so that we got a flow of air, we also didn't know that dogging was now quite popular in England and we were in one of the local hot spots. So Anne and myself were quite engrossed in each other my mouth sucking on her nipples my fingers working on her clitoris and delving deep into her vagina, my success on bringing her to orgasm made obvious by the loud moans. Stan was now feeling distinctly uncomfortable however. He took advantage of Anne’s departure to reach into the waistband of his trousers and straighten his erection so it lay against his belly. Now, however, he had to pull his trouser up slightly to hide it, and the buckle of his belt dug into the head so he had to sit artificially upright on the sofa. Stan knew he shouldn’t be, but he was embarrassed. Anne came back with a large glass of white wine. One strap of her white dress had fallen off. ” I then lower my mouth and run my tongue out and just tease your clit. Your body jerks, and I wait a bit and do it again. I get the same response each time I lick. Soon I put my whole mouth on your pussy and suck in your clit. You raise your hips off the bed trying to feed me more. I push two fingers inside of you and start working them in and out while I keep my mouth locked on your clit. Soon you are on the brink of orgasm and I stop. I rise up and kiss you, again our tongues wage war as you.