”“End of the world?”“Yes. But I don’t see Herod concerned about that.”“Not about prophecy.”“About competition.”Pontius nods. “Li...e I said. Status quo. His political leadership. His acceptable rabbis and the sacred texts steering his people’s faith. Not some prophet exciting things and taking focus and changing things.”“And what does Herod want to do?”“That worries me even more.”Salomé nods seriously and then smiles. “We can’t have that, can we?” and pulls Pontius via his hardened cock over her. They were looking into each other’s eyes, barely moving, kind of grinding together and then her eyes closed and her head laid back and Steph could see her coming, her legs quivering around his a soft hoarse cry, and then Chris pounding his own cum out into her and collapsing onto her. They lay like that for a while, a little cum dribbling out of her and then Chris slid himself out and went over to the closet and took out a thick rope. Jen, feeling the rope wrapping around an ankle, started to. “I think Sam likes your wife.” We watched Danny and Sam slow dance.“I think it’s a mutual thing,” I replied.Heidi rested her hand on my thigh. “It’s definitely a mutual thing,” she whispered.“So,” I asked, haltingly, “do you guys play?”Heidi looked at me, speechless. “Why that question?”“I’m just curious.”“Well, do you guys swing?”“Not officially,” I replied. “We have talked about it, but not really done anything.”“Why not?” “Haven’t found the right people willing to do it with.” Heidi stayed. ”“If I throw a stick, will you leave?”“Don’t talk about yourself so much ... we’ll do that when you leave.”“The reason you’d even call me that, tells me that you’re ignorant, unclassy, and illiterate.”“I have way more important things to do than thinking about what you have to say to me.”“You’re not human, you’re a black hole that sucks the life out of people, and I’m done with you.”“I don’t treat people the way you do, because I know that giving insults to people, and showing no class, shows.