But you do it like a dance, like water. And you seem to coat every bit of me. With your flesh and with your hands. You’re drenching me and drowning ...e so I gasp for breath. How quickly your hands have moved, like spiders. Coated in webs of passion, I’m now burning alive. In my soul and in my mind. Like we were made into a cocktail, shaken and stirred. I’m dizzy, drunk, and forgetful, as the vodka, but you being as the water, keep rhythm with your tides. You wash over my legs and navel. You. "Keesha this is Carmen" as she answered the phone "I was wondering if you might be free later today" I began "And if you'd like to come over for another session with Joe" I finished. There was silence for a moment until, "I don't know Carmen" she said "It was fun, but" and she hesitated. I knew I had to offer more "You can abuse me too if you'd like" I quickly said and after another minute or so of silence, "You'll do whatever I say and want?" she then asked me "Yes, yes" I agreed "We both will. “Fuck you, Suzi!” Kia snarled.“What? What’s wrong with Connie?” Suzi jumped.“I think something’s wrong with your geometry.” I pointed out the card had slid closer to Xiomara than Connie. Suzi frowned. Kia was taking deep breaths and I squeezed her leg. I could feel her entire body living against me. I slowly closed my eyes. Trying to meter out any feelings and touching we shared. Yesterday, I had been horribly embarrassed boy. Today I had started out as a man. I was going to be that man. Even. I woke the next morning with the wife stroking my hard cock, she mounted me and rode me until I came with the husband right there next to us. She got off of me and moved over to him and slid her dripping cunt down his pole. He came instantly. The wife seemed a little embarrassed about having done that and scurried off to the bathroom to clean up. We all cleaned up and left. I thought that maybe that was that but then after a few days I got an email from the wife saying that she had a great time.