I took his tie off and unbuttoned his shirt. I wanted to feel his hairy chest and make him comfortable. I knew that he was married with two k**s, bu... I felt like his wife at that moment. Having him home after a hard tense day at work and working away his tenseness. After a while he flipped me off his lap and I laid there looking at him as slutty as I could with my legs open and my cock hard in my briefs. He stood up and opened his pants to fish out his hardness. He told me to suck his. We took our seats front and centre.“Best seats in the house!” Emily announced with another wicked grin.Once everyone had found their seats, the up lights dimmed and the room fell silent. The lighting softened and smoke began to creep along the ground. A group of women dressed as nymphs flowed onto the stage to soft EBM. They were wearing sheer cloaks and you could plainly see the shape of their naked bodies pressing against the soft fabric. They flowed over each other like water. Their hands. If that's all there is to sex, I may devote myself to missionary work in Guatemala. I don't blame Jack. After all, he seemed to know what he was doing. He had lots of endurance, unlike some of the boys I've heard tell about. I think he was in me for half-an-hour before he finally came. He said he was going slowly so I could share in the orgasm, but I got the impression that he found my breasts more arousing than my vagina. He spent so much time sucking on them that they ended up hurting, which. Laying back on the rock, a large thick light blue towel under her. Her legs were slender, one foot up on the rock to one side and her other leg splayed out to the other side, foot dangling over the edge of the alter. His eyes followed her legs up, from her feet to her calves, up to her creamy, smooth as butter inner thighs to her inner most sanctum. “My God” He thought to himself as he gazed at her, her sex looked perfectly hairless, not even a bit of peachfuzz evident anywhere. Her slit was.