And Susy could smell the woman’s secretions too.Before Susy knew it, she was laying on the bed, her skirt around her waist, furiously rubbing her cl...it with her right hand. With her left, she held Patrick’s sheet up to her face, licking the dried semen from the cotton. It was just too much to resist.Mark, dressed impeccably in his gray suit, bow tie, and fedora hat, picked up his wife at the phone booth. The second she sat in the passenger seat, he detected the reek coming off of her. “What. "I did. I loved it. I could have spent all night kissing these dicks. It felt so nice."That's good. Worship it, baby." Mmmm, I love kissing cock, daddy," I said as I kept planting kisses all over it and rubbing my face on it. "That's a good slut. Now kiss his."I turned my attention to Dan, who was now hard as a rock. But he had something a little different in mind."Yeah, kiss the head for a minute and then kiss my balls. But I want you to french kiss my balls, okay?"We all laughed. I felt like. When we arrived at the hotel we couldn't wait to get in that room and tear each other's clothes off,and we were about to get into a nice and steamy 69 when there was a timid sounding knock on the door. I opened it cautiously, and there he was, the lucky candidate, with a bottle of champagne. His eyes almost popped out of his skull when he saw her lying on the bed, her huge tits rising and falling. 'You didn't say your friend was joining us.' she said reproachfully- but also with a hint of. But it’s also something else, something much more magical. No, literally, it’s a magic book.That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these special little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective reader opens to.A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader.