People are chasing me and lighting fires and I make it to the Northern Steps and have to crawl up from one to the next because they are so high. But I...keep running. I have to get to the Temple of Aurora Borealis. There the three goddesses, Shirley, Goodness, and Mercy, will follow me all the days of my life and I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever. Amen.And then I wake up.But I know what direction North is.Back to IcelandEven more disorienting than the sun moving from left to right was. On the drive here, he instructed me to remove every last stitch of clothing and dropped me at the front door completely nude. He’s to collect me later this evening.”“So your husband dared you to let strange men just cum on you? And brought you here, left you here with no clothing at all, to have men cum on your body and for you to wear it?” the gentleman asked with a wink and a smile.“Yes,” she smiled. “At first, I didn’t think I could do it. But, as you can see, I am enjoying it. It’s up to. We were in our early twenties and though I’d had her a few times we were both still rather inexperienced in sex. We were sitting in bed nude together drinking our coffee one morning. My penis was up erect and my girl reached down and gently stroked her finger along it. Then she asked me how a man “does it” with his hand.I didn’t need to be told what “doing it” was. I’d been doing it for about a dozen years, typically a couple of times a night. Since I’d met my new girl she was the main. She'd let me fuck her and then grab her clothes, take my money, and leave. Every time I was hoping she would reciprocate, but it didn't even matter. I was at her beck and call to just get another taste of her. She called me one day and said "come over in 20 minutes. Go up the stairs and my bedroom is the first one on the right." When I arrived she was laying on the bed naked with a strap on next to her. "Put this on and fuck me," she said and then I proceeded to fuck her in every position.