All I could sense for sure is that there was an absence of the notion of passing time. It either had stopped, or never was, and it felt very satisfyin.... I felt absolutely free. Yet my penis felt totally useful, in fact purposeful as never before; perhaps I was a penis.The nymphs took me to heights of passionate exchange I can’t fully recount now, probably for good reasons. But I know I made love to all of them and somehow it seemed as if it happened with all of them at once. There were the four. I get on top of her on the couch and we begin to kiss intensely. We get so carried away that we end up on the floor. She pushes the table away giving us some space. I get back on top and take her shirt off and her bra and start sucking on her nice beautiful breast. She removes my shirt and undoes my pants while I work my tongs over her nipple and then go from one breast to the other. Giving it a little nibble every now and then and then sucking as much of her tit as I could. I then start. I couldn’t believe it. She was getting off on all of this. It was extremely sexy and a huge turn on to be honest. After a few more songs she had managed to cum 3 more times. Her body was sweaty and so was mine. It was like we had just had really hot sex, but we didn’t really fuck. I ended up closing the club out in a private dance with her and the conversation of what I was doing later came up.I wasn’t about to walk away, especially if this chick wanted to take it one step further outside. Amongst it all she told me about when she and her best friend Helen (who still is her best friend accidentally) were 13or14 they got interested in boys, neither knew how to kiss other than a quick family peck, but they had watched films etc and knew there was more to the art, so they practised kissing each other! To this day Julie says no man can kiss like a woman and my beloved Julie and Helen still have a snog today, all these years later! Now, I had been courting Julie for 3 or perhaps 4.