Pim taught me that the passion of the woman feeds the passion of the man. Pim also introduced me to new “love zones” as she called them. She taugh... me how to touch and kiss her belly button, her long and slender brown feet with pink polish on her toe nails, her slender and firm inner thighs, her smooth sensitive underarms. Pim taught me how to massage her body and to use scented oils and flavored lubricants. Pim taught me the importance of going SLOWLY and making everything build up. Finally,. The crowd noise increased as we neared a door at the end. Led through the door I walked up a ramp and onto a raised platform about twelve feet around. The crowd cheered and stamped their feet. They appeared to be mostly men with a spattering of women. I guessed there were about a hundred of them. On the opposite side of the platform was another ramp leading down to a door about three feet high. Around the perimeter was a fence of five thin wires held onto posts with insulators. I assumed that. “I miss our talks. How areyou?” Again, contact was resumed. And finally, she made thedecision to meet him. Never, in all the years of hermarriage had she been unfaithful to her husband. Yes,she had become sexually active at a young age, perhapsin ways that might not have been healthy or safe, butshe had put that behind her (as she kept tellingherself, with mixed results of believability). The tipping point was reached when one afternoon, whenher husband returned home, she had wanted. Reaching my ankles, she grabbed them and raised my feet and placed them on the edge of the couch holding them there. I was wide open for her as she lowered her mouth and covered my pussy with soft kisses, my hips thrust forward to her as she teased me with her lips and hot breath moving over my moist pussy, finally her wet tongue moved from the bottom of my slit, parting my wet swollen lips as she ended up circling my hard clit with it. I screamed out in delight. I don't know how many times she.