Come back to our own space, our own body, our own skin. And then a single candle was lit and, through the shadow and flickering light, I saw the most ...eautiful, joyous, array of naked bodies entwined, alone, standing, lying, just holding hands, or seated in calm. I will have that image in my head for a long long time, and it will sustain me until I can return for another session with K and explore further.After a break we settled down in foursomes for a series of naked massage periods. 6 hands. After a few minutes, Dawn went to the bathroom, and Dan and I emptied our pockets. I was pleased to note that Dan had brought a half dozen condoms – like me, he clearly believed in being prepared. Oddly enough, when Dawn left, he and I seemed to relax a bit.I half expected my wife to come out at least partially undressed, but that did not happen. She looked at me, clearly still nervous. "How do we want to start this?" she asked.I smiled, then kissed her. "I think that you are wearing too many. ..her cervix. Anne had always liked him to enter her this way. Robert had always liked the tightness of her muscles and the feeling he got when he reached her depths. Despite having just come Robert was nearing boiling point again as Anne moaned and thrashed about as he more rapidly drove his engorged cock deeper into her pussy. She abruptly reached a climax and signalled that by pushing back so hard that it drove Robert over the edge as he blasted his come deep into his wife’s womb. . But this wasn’t just kissing, this was like breathing air for the first time. My hands were in her soft dark hair and she fell in deeper grabbing the front of my shirt in two fist fulls. A small sound escaped her throat and that’s when I completely lost it. I leaned back further knowing she would lean in, and lifted my knee so my leg would press between hers. My hands found their way up her shirt and found she wasn’t wearing a bra. “Fuck.” I mumbled as my lips left hers and traveled down the.