She saw flares of light in the darkness around her wide open eyes and her body shook and trembled from the power of her orgasm.The dark shape behind h...r stayed where it was, tongue quivering in her as it surged and she rode it out, only gradually subsiding to pants and gasps. She shuddered again as the long tongue finally withdrew from her from her enflamed sex. The invisible hands never left her body. They glided upward over her hips, slipped over her abdomen and onto to her swaying breasts. Now, the only way to enjoy my favorite beverage was for her to lie down and spread her legs while I used my tongue to lap at the ambrosia she produced. Unfortunately in this attitude there was little Fatema could do for me other than lightly massage and caress my private parts while I drank at the fountain of Raaji.On my 21st birthday, Anna, a fiery European from Norway or Sweden was presented to me. She was quite a contrast in our Mediterranean community. She was very beautiful, about 20 years. While I stare at his calves he notices and slowly gets up on his toes to flex them. My mouth opens slightly as I lick my lips not realizing he knows I am watching him. He goes to set his weights down and I lay back on the bench to do my set.I stare at it for a moment, the weight on the bar is easy for me to handle but the thought of those calves has my mind elsewhere. I close my eyes to focus on the thought of them, as the music in the background seems to be from a cheap porn movie. Next. I stayed still until she was finished. Then she put her foot back into her shoe. She turned to Scott, still standing there, having witnessed all this, gave him a wave, said "She's all yours, Scottie," then left.I was still on my knees when Scott came closer, standing in front of me. Even though I had just come, the deep humiliation of Scott having seen me in my footplay little girl mode was already arousing me again. I had strong feelings about him. All the while he was openly gay, complete.