"OK, just a little more this time, I think that's all I can take. God, my head is spinning - I feel dizzy and hot!".She pushed herself a couple of inc...es further down onto me.Once again, I took her hands - I wanted all her sensations to be back there - I didn't want her rubbing her clit."Close your eyes - don't think about where it is, think about how it feels. Can you feel the veins in my shaft?"."Mmmm, God I feel so stretched"."It's OK, just squeeze me and relax, squeeze and relax. And while. Not sure if he thought it was a mens only spa, but I did not care and I dont think Michi cared either. For a moment, we stood there scanning every inch of him. It was not unusual for us to see men in here, just not men completely naked. But there it was, situated between his legs, his gift from God. A nice mocha colored piece, resting against a generous sack that hung behind it. Its length, drooping downward, over his testicles. Nice. His pubic area, was neatly trimmed, shaved around the bikini. Five years into our marriage, my wife had a lesbian experience and decided that she wanted to explore her fantasies with men and women. During the next three years, she had several sexual encounters with men and women (sometimes both), but eventually decided that she really just wanted to “date” men. She dated several men for the next few years, often spending entire weekends with them or going on trips. Sometimes she would tell me about the sex or come home without cleaning up so I could smell. ” “Oh, I’ve no doubt that if we decide to take this place, we’ll become intimately familiar with Renovator’s Supply,” said Gerald. “Oh I was hoping you’d want to take me shopping to that place outside Doylestown,” Alice said. “What was it? Artefact?” “Actually, I believe that town is Furlong,” Gerald replied, “but calling it Doylestown is close enough. We should make a run there anyway. I have a hankering for some of those wonderful breads, cheeses and olive oils at Cote.” “Here’s the parlor,”.