I convinced them to come out and play as they had not done in long, long ages. When I awoke from my rest and rose from the smooth slate floor I looked...around, smiling at the freely given gifts. I thanked them and praised them. In return I felt their joy and sense of fulfillment.They had played many games while sculpting the place. Its heritage appeared no longer that of a Catholic monastery. There were Foo dogs on either side of the main entrance. Buddhist temple carvings graced the walls in. I pulled her close and kissed her again. My hands were caressing her body. I pulled the ribbons of her bathrobe, and it slid freely. My hands were cupping her soft boobs and caressing her naked body.She took off my shirt and started kissing on my bare chest, and slowly went down. She pulled down my pants along with the inners. My cock sprang upright. She started kissing it and took it whole in her mouth and started sucking it. I was on cloud nine.She slowly came up and licking all over my body,. She pushed me back onto the couch and busied herself with opening my shirt. Tracy, meanwhile, lowered her head to my lap and nibbled me through my slacks, gently grazing her teeth along my rapidly stiffening shaft. Then there was a quiet rustle of fabric as she tugged my pants down around me knees, and the cool air enveloped my naked cock as it sprung into view. The two women slunk down to the floor, kneeling on either side of my penis--each of them resting the full weight of their breasts on. “Interesting,” I responded, nodding. I liked the way he smiled at me and how he looked into my eyes when he spoke, like he was trying to know who I was.“Why won’t you tell me what you’re writing? If it’s not a journal, what is it?”“Well, I guess I am afraid you will get the wrong idea if I tell you,” I answered.“Come on, tell me. I won’t get a wrong idea. I am not a judgmental person,” he added.“Erotica,” I answered, bluntly.“Cool!” he answered and smiled. “That’s great.”“I was afraid to tell.