He came to me I was scared. He said “At last the wait is over”. I asked what wait. No one has discovered the place for ages. The one who finds the...ring other than me the guardian will be the owner of this magic ring. I did not believe what he was tell, but did not respond, because I was happy to get this antique piece. I asked what magic? .Then he told, this ring was made by Vatsyayana rishi. The creator of the great Kamasutra. He took me to the temple. I can see that all around there were. She suddenly felt strange.Then Lisa was rubbing her knee, "Are you okay? You still want to go out tonight?"Christine took a deep breath, and noticed the incense again, along with something else, "I'm fine. I just need a minute to rest." Okay," Lisa smiled and went back to her banter.Christine paid no attention. She took another sniff. Normally she loved the smell of pine, but this was completely overpowering. The incense tray was on Lisa's desk, next to some weird looking grey ball. Five sticks. Scott wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tight.“I hope so too, sweetie. We’ll get through this together.”Scott tried to blot out the other terrible sounds on the deck of the ship. He risked a peek over at Jennifer. The teenage girl was writhing on Mark’s shaft, her firm breasts aching with lust judging by the pert nipples that stood out, fully erect. Her pussy greedily slurped up the man’s shaft as she fucked on his lap. There was a trace of cum trickling down Mark’s shaft just underneath. He was not striking. Neither was I. Nice looking, but not remarkable. Not hot. I liked him. He liked me. But that wasn’t the particular attraction. He was fun, considerate, even romantic sometimes, but that didn’t make much of a difference, either. We simply had to touch each other. We had to mate. Ha! That makes it sounds so primitive. So animalistic. But, it was. It was instinctual, unexplainable. It was like something out of a fantasy graphic novel. We had never laid eyes on each other. It.