There was a tripod above the coals that was supporting a shallow pot containing a boiling liquid that would occasionally bubble over and drip onto the...hot coals. That produced a flash of steam and black smoke that drifted out the open window.An old man in a strange costume was tending the boiling pot while chanting in a language that neither of us could understand. The old man ignored us completely and spent all of his effort on his chant and his pot of boiling liquid. Obviously, there was no. Pam raised her feet off the floor and started a nice rocking motion. Sid grinned and popped his cock out under the desk and started a complimentary stroke. He knew she would fake it and he knew he’d let her get away with it for now. So when she shuddered and stiffened, he didn’t laugh he just imagined the future and shot his load into his waiting hand. “You’re fucking disgusting” Pam growled and walked out. This went on for ten days but each day Sid convinced Pam she would have to try to be a. "I'm not so sure about that." Ellen countered. "You really want to see me prancing around nude in front of Jay?" I guess I do, as long as I could somehow watch. I'm sure we'd both be so hot afterwards, we'd have another session like last night!" I don't know Dan. Jay knows us. We'll see him again. It could be awkward." He doesn't live here anymore so it'd be pretty harmless. Look, he's already seen you once. What's a little exhibitionism between friends? He told me he's staying at a friend's. “Not a chance,” she gasped. “Not in his makeup.” “I’ll be the outlet for your deepest sexual desires,” he grunted out. She dropped down to her elbows from supporting her upper torso on her hand, and lowered her head to the sheets. She gasped out a quiet, “Oh, fuck!” as he continued to drive himself into her. “You remember how she ate my pussy while you fucked her?” “Um-hmm. I also remember you sucking her mouth yesterday afternoon.” “If she was here I’d suck her pussy right now.” “Would you?”.