Your nipples are hard beneath my palms."Ummmmm... cocoanuts and lime- my favorite."I nibble your earlobe. You lean back against me and make a deep, th...oaty purr of contentment."Just think, darling- for the next half hour (at least) I will be doing my best to make you crazy with pleasure. I've been dreaming about this ever since I knew I'd lost the bet", I whisper into your ear. "I want you to scream and moan and shudder beneath my mouth!" Ohhh... yes, baby - you already make me crazy. I've been. Inside the walls were reinforced with stones and held together with mud, ivy-vines, and tree-sap. The hole was high enough for me to stand upright without hitting my head on the roof, and twelve feet wide, big enough to store all my belongings.My bed was a raised dirt-mound covered in leaves and vines. Despite it looks, it worked.As the rest of my world also settled to sleep for the night, some of my last thoughts that night were-I had dreams that night. I was back at the June's Produce, Me,. With that, she emptied the contents onto my camp-bed. “Enjoy!” and, laughing, she made her way upstairs for the night.Oh, God. The last shred of any remaining self-respect seemed to disappear at that moment. I cringed in bed that night, but despite all the degrading events of recent weeks, couldn’t help myself. I reached over and picked up a pair of Jennifer’s worn panties and, to my shame, wanked off with them.I must have fallen into a very deep sleep immediately afterward. Next morning, I was. "What do you mean?" I asked, as he left the room and I followed.As we went into the main establishment I immediately realized what he meant.There were glory holes along one wall and two naked men were at them. One was sucking on a cock, while the other seemed to be waiting for a cock. Both the gloryhole cock sucking I was witnessing and the guy who was waiting were surreal. Who would wait for a cock to suck?My wife always made it a dramatic ordeal as if she was parting the Red Sea the rare time.