A perfect life is like a mathematical limit case that doesn’t happen in real life. The fly in the ointment in our case was the so-called ‘girls’...group’. Now you certainly expect some clandestine secret circle of evil women, forging plans to destroy the males around them? No. What about a group of wild chicks, hitting the bars and looking for short-term sexual release? Totally wrong again. Hard to believe, but we husbands were even invited to participate. Now imagine eight women gossiping at. I then decided to make a bold move by putting my hand her waist. I put my hand on her shoulder first and tried to bring down the hand slowly onto her waist. She started to feel the sensation on her smooth skin.As I placed my hand on her waist she let out a jerk and closed her eyes. She started to enjoy the pleasure. I slowly moved my hand onto her ribs and started to rub on the side of the boobs over the nighty. She was letting soft moans out. Her breath was getting heavier. She was moaning. He laughed and led me back to the bedroom. We started sixty-nine’n like there was no tomorrow. God he was hard, and thicker than I remembered. I knew it was probably due to him being horny as hell, plus the supplements I told him about.“Ooooh fuck Deana, make me cum! Drain these balls, suck my dick harder baby! Just like that, yessss, oooooooooh god!”I sucked, as he again played with my cunt using the toy and before I could cum, Bryan yelled. “Fuck ooooh fuck baby, I am cumming!’He came so. So ends the story of my second dental gas anaesthetic. Thankfully, I had no further encounters with the black rubber mask for another five or six years, until I broke one of my few remaining milk teeth (but that is yet another story). After that I had no further dental problems at all and managed to avoid dentists until I reached adulthood. Then of course, I had the option of refusing any proposed treatment (or anaesthetic), and then much of the fear evaporated. This coincided with the decline.