She was on her knees sucking David while his cum dripped on the carpet. He must have cum a quart! It was starting to puddle under Denise. In a matter ...f minutes David was hard again! He said to Denise "c'mon....I want to fuck you again. But not here. I want to fuck you in your bed. Denise grabbed his hand and said "let's go....but I'm sore so be gentle this time. O.K.?" David agreed. Then Denise said to me "you coming honey?" David looked at me, then my pj's and said "he already has." Then he. I have always had a strong attachment to beaches, and thanks to cheap flights I could go off on weekend jaunts so southern climes and have as many as twenty to quell the fires burning deep inside me. Being a fit young woman with a model body, brings the opposites that turn me on sexually, old and young, beauty and the b**st, fair and dark.When I walk down Princess Street I see men look and I in turn look as though butter would not melt in my mouth, but underneath my outer clothing rages a nude. "Apart from needing a shave, you don't have a bad body," remarked the Emir, "If he lets you loose will you remove what's left of your clothes, or shall I have these men do it for you?" I'll see you in jail for this," she snarled."I seriously doubt that," said the Emir, "You are in my country, under my law, and are an indentured slave. Strip her."Three strokes of the sword tip were all that were necessary to free the remains of the clothing from the rest of her body. As she was held there almost. Up, up the long, delirious, burning blueI've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace.Where never lark, or even eagle flew —And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trodThe high untrespassed sanctity of space,- Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.Thank you Wikipedia.That doesn't even come close to the magic of sitting in history while discovering that, yes indeed, a minor adjustment to a foot or a slight movement of a hand, she could top the wind-swept heights and climb between.