On the other side of the dildo’s balls was something I didn’t see before, it was a suction cup. She made me attach it to the wall and get on my ha...ds and knees in front of it. I spread my cheeks open and slid my asshole over the cock. She watched in glee as I rocked back and forth on my hands and knees against the cock on the wall pounding my ass. I was moaning in pain, the cock was drying up, I told her, expecting more lube. Instead she made me turn around and take the cock in my mouth to wet. "I'm going to be sore tomorrow as it is!" She said. "Why don't you let me up and send in one of the girls."Any thought I had about waiting and letting my cock go down on it's own, I decided to keep to myself. "Are you too tired?" I haven't had sex like this in a long time!" she said. "Better let one of the girls handle you. Besides, I'm enjoying this too much! I'm afraid I'll become addicted to you. But don't worry, I talked to both of the girls, and they said that they were willing to help. You are an erotic, luscious version of Da Vinci's Vitruvian Man as you lie spread-eagle on the bed. Gazing, I drink in the delicious vision of you, your delicate feet hiding in the stylish black heels, the sheer black stockings only adding to the shape of your legs. They stop in a flurry of lace mid-way up your thighs. Your smooth pussy pouts at me as it glistens in the flickering light. Your stomach, pale and slightly rounded, leads up to your full, globular breasts where pink nipples erectly. Then the howling winds had come and the all- enveloping darkness. As she watched, the swaying trees blurred, becoming abstract kinetic forms until they were brought back into sharp focus for an instant by the lightning. Many vague shapes formed in the gloom only to be dispelled from her imagination by the light. She saw wyverns and hippogriffs, basilisks and chimeras. But no, they were merely the fig trees, acacias and olives, the mulberries and bay laurels that her grandmother had known and.