"She can really give a mean blowjob" my husband declared proudly as they watched my mouth on the screen. The women were inquistive in how it felt, if ...t hurt, but mainly they expressed an intrest in participating if I would agree. "What about your men, how will they react" I asked. Looking at my husband, he smiled and nodded as he got the phone and made a call. He returned a while later and said " it's on. Since the neighbors don't have a clue about our sexcapades, we opted to rent a suit for. I didn't quite hear what she said."What?" I asked."Okay, you win. Take off my pants," she repeated.No foreplay, she just wants to be fucked. I waisted no time in pulling her silk pajama bottoms off of her. I tossed them on the floor next to the bed. I then was over her, I pushed her legs apart. "Please," she asked. "Be gentle."I took hold of my staff and began rubbing the head of my throbbing cock along the slit of her love lips. I looked deep into her brown eyes. Then I pressed my mouth to. At the pool, the stories of what happened in previous years were told that made it seem like we were headed for hell. The best that could be said was, "They all survived."Many of us had tears rolling down our cheeks as we stood in line waiting for the king to bring in the Japanese party. Suddenly the door opened and in strode the king in all his finery followed by the Japanese is severe almost military style suits. The contrast in dress was extreme. "Lady and gentlemen be so good as to choose. I typed in Lin's profile and password, and immediately accessed her user files. I searched and found an Excel spreadsheet entitled "Spartanstudymstrlist," and opened it. As clicked through the tabs, I let out a low whistle. The spreadsheet listed, in neatly arrayed and alphabetized columns, about six hundred names, together with nicknames, addresses, phone numbers, ethnic/language group, and study category. Study category was designated rather cryptically by a single letter; the column appeared.