She had been awake for over 10 minutes perfecting her plan.*Cough cough* "OK dad" She said with the huskiest voice she could muster."Wait a second, ar... you feeling OK kiddo?" yeah, I'm fine. *Cough* just .. Clearing my throat" You don't sound fine." He placed his hand on her forehead "You're warm, you might have a fever"She had used an extra blanket to cover her head, hoping for exactly this outcome."Not uh, I'm cold, not warm." she shivered visibly."Well that's how a fever works - you feel. She loved to watch me swallow her juices.After she climaxed she dried herself off with a towel. But in the darkness I could see that look on her face, a look of lust was in her eyes and I knew we had only just begun what turned out to be a love feast that lasted all night in her back yard.While still sitting on the edge of the swing she took several sips of her ever present vodka drink. We talked briefly. Then she spread her legs again, pulled me closer and removed all of my clothes. We both. Her string disappeared between her buttocks and spectators were already bidding against each other for that string. Moïra squirted heavily followed by Reena who reached her orgasm by rubbing her clit over her partner’s face. Both women’s panties were taken from them by the auctioneer for this afternoon’s auction. Pamela had put Dora Kingsley’s prized panties away in one of the many plastic bags she had in her purse. As she was changing rooms, looking for some sex, Pamela bumped into Lady. ”It was then I saw the large sculpture occupying the center of the room. It appeared to be cut from one piece of green marble. A carved stone man lay on his back, legs together, arms up with elbows bent and hands open. Another man was kneeling over him, facing his feet. The art work was magnificent with each muscle and sinew of these stereotypical perfect males clearly created by the caring hands of a master sculptor.Each marble man had an erection, his green marble cock thick and powerful with.