The women groomed the Divine mother all day, lavishing luxury and pleasure on her. Graham watched from the periphery, constantly aroused and amazed by...the beautiful brown bodies before him.The hand maidens took great pleasure in attending to the honoree. Graham watched in amazement while they washed the long, beautiful dreadlocs of the Divine Mother, at how they used a liquid black soap to create volumes of suds and massaged them gently from root to tip. They gently and repeatedly poured. .. that combat wing-tip turbulence. Plotting force vectors on the wing, he reckoned he could estimate the mass of the plane. He'd need the air-speed velocity though; the redhead could probably ask the pilot for him, it's not like they had much else to do on an empty flight.The in-flight service started coming out. Bob hoped it would be Vicky and she would smile at him again, but there was a man facing backwards and the redhead was on the other end. Bob took off his reading glasses to get a. Questions. Questions without answers. I looked again at the time again. Had my watch stopped. I checked the clock on the wall. No, my watched hadn't stopped and my head was beginning to hurt. I finished the cold coffee, I needed the caffeine, and headed back to the mall. I began to wish I had not met her, I could have continued my life as it was, uncomplicated, but I had met her though and I was glad I had met her. Even if I never saw her again, and that would hurt like hell, I had experienced. Frank writhed helplessly on Dave's back, sliding on the sweat-slick skin and succeeded in getting another inch up his arse."Almost there." He panted in his ear.Dave moaned and nodded, bobbing his head onto Steve's cock as it spat a stream of juice down his throat."Stick out your tongue." Urged Steve, pulling himself free with a juicy pop. He smiled as Dave and Frank did so. 'Why the hell not.' He thought, slapping it on both, sharing his precum equally between them. His balls always gave up a.