I didn't feel like a teenager, hadn't in years."Yes, we are younger than anyone here, and by more than a few years. But Me and Trunk? We've just spent... three years at the Academy on Silecia." Somebody showed you how to hold that little stick without it shaking and told you afterwards that you were a master." We'll you'll have to be the judge of that. I can beat you black and blue with this little stick, or I can turn you over to Trunk, and he'll just kill you."I knew he'd take a look at Trunk,. There, standing next to my vibrator, was a bottle of lubricant labeled "Bottom Oil." Is this it?" Joe asked."Yes," I said, playing his game now and saying nothing more."Okay, I'll bite," he said. "What's it for?" It's for my bottom," I told him."You want me to massage your bottom?" Not exactly," I said. "I want you to oil my asshole, and then I want you to fuck me there." Umm," Joe said. "Are you sure?" I've been thinking about it for weeks," I told him. "I did it once before, and it was real. I brushed off the comment, but secretly treasured her words. I held her dinner chair for her, and I even got a laugh from her when I put her napkin in her lap the way I'd seen a maître d' do in an upscale restaurant. Mindy's friend Rita saw me do that, and gave me a conspiratorial wink.Dinner eventually got us all talking about various subjects: books, movies, our work – past and present, and what our children and grandkids were up to. I could feel Edie's aura as she sat next to me. I sent her. Only a panty was remaining on her body. She had a great figure with big juicy boobs.The bull started squeezing and sucking on her boobs. The wife was letting him do what he wants. She was enjoying and started to moan. Every now and then, she used to look at her husband and smile, who used to smile back to her with lots of love in his eyes.Nisha – Oh, my god, jaanu. How can a husband see his wife sleeping with another man?Me – Yeah. He is not only watching but seems to be enjoying it.Nisha – How.