My sexual tastes have become rather “sophisticated”, thanks to the plethora of information available on the internet.To my knowledge, my wife has ...ever had sex with anyone else; she was a virgin when we first got together. I knew this would make what I wanted even better, even kinkier.I arranged everything ahead of time with my friend the bartender at the club where bikers hang out.My wife agreed that we would spend the evening going where I wanted and doing what I desired, no questions asked.I. Maybe a showgirl." He shrugged. "The sky's the limit in LasVegas, right, Chrissie?"Chrissie just stared vacantly at Zanto. "Oh my *Gawd*: like, who *are*you?"Zanto just smiled. A smile which was the lock to a whole other world ofsecrets. "I'm just a magician."Chrissie then realized something: she hadn't looked at herself yet.She suddenly minced up to the dresser in her black, patent pumps andplaced her small, soft, daintily tiny, white gloved hands on both sidesof the dresser as she gracefully. The passengers couldn’t believe that they didn’t get seasick when we were on the open water or how well they were fed.The ship seemed just to skim over the water, and Tom explained that he’d gotten the trip between Ochre and Horn down to two weeks or twenty-two days at the longest if, they had to slow and navigate around storms.It still took another thirty-three days to get to Greco because of the navigation around the land and islands. They still made that trip twice as fast as any other ship.. Right into the massive pillows of her breasts. It was like having my face pressed into a huge feather pillow, where the puffiness of the pillow billowed around me, providing a wonderfully soft landing place... but cutting off all air.I struggled and huffed and puffed until I felt myself growing faint. Suddenly she seemed to realize what was happening. Her hands relaxed and she turned my face upward. I gulped in fresh air gratefully.She said, "Sorry, sugar, guess mama just got "carrot" away..