And not just any sex. Sex that would blow their minds away. That was my dream. That was my vision.ne day, my birthday to be exact, my roommates barged...into my room. "Happy Birthday, Jon. I got you something you might like." In his hand was a package. Opening it up, I found the newest issue of Penthouse and a video with Jean Luc Picard on the cover. "I hope you like the video," he said with a smile. "I know you?ll like the magazine!" Thanks, Jeff," I muttered and put the magazine away until. Barb said, “Snatch sandwich time,” then lay down on top of him with her crotch at his mouth. Well, what’s a guy to do? While Randy was eating a box lunch, Barb talked to me and Paul. “He fucks like a dream, but I need the whole package. I want to try out his (ooh!) tongue. So far it’s (giggle) going OK. Alright, better than (moan) OK. Say, could one of you get me a (oh my God!) condom?” I looked at Paul, who told me that he was the only one in the house not getting laid. At least he could. Later, he persuaded the tribe’s Wise Woman to become Chief.”“Wow! He does not just advise and interpret signs; he acts forcibly as well!” The Shaman was shocked.“So it seems. He also introduced that tribe and another one to the concept that men and woman should be treated equally; that women were not property, but people in their own right.”The visiting Shaman exclaimed in horror, “This Shaman is dangerous; upsetting the correct order of society.”John looked him in the eye and asked, as if to a. She turned her back and I could enjoy the view of her fabulous butt. It was perfectly shaped and tight…I secretly hoped that she liked anal sex.We moved to the king size bed and Sheila reached for my cock. She hissed I had a nice cock, just before she took it in her mouth.I leaned back as her very skilled mouth got me hard within minutes. I put my hands in her hair as her head bobbed up and down. Satisfied that I was sufficiently hard, Sheila straddled me and lowered her dripping wet pussy onto.