As I move around the darkness, the chorus of ooh's and aah's fill the air, the smell of wet cunt and semen, adding a third dimension, to the debaucher...y, and I feel the need to let myself go and have a shag, so I take my knickers off and pass them to a man who has just watched me lift my skirt and pull them off.As I walk amongst the naked writhing flesh on the ground, more women than men, so two to three girls humping over some prostate male, I see a beautiful bum, riding high on a guy, she. "Yeah," she muttered and, for the first time since Grace had known her, got up and put clothes on for breakfast. Grace was used to seeing Sandy naked, or with just a dressing gown or pyjamas on when in the flat that it seemed strange to see her with trousers and a T-shirt on, at least in their own property.Grace giggled when she saw Terry. He had worn the full length apron, a mixture of yellow, beige and brown flowers, and was up and against the oven frying the sausages and bacon."I found some. Oh, this time, there was something big pushing into my pussy!I was already kissing him, but I pulled back abruptly and hissed; “Wait!” Something shifted behind me. I know what it was now, but I couldn’t seem to process it then. Now that the tip was inside me, he had moved one hand to the side so that both palms were now filled with my buttocks. And he pulled me forward ... slowly forward. “Wait!” I gasped again. “Wait! You’re ... you’re going inside me! Wait!”“Shhh,” he whispered in my ear.“But. That did not stop them, of course, but they began to be less and less in the months that followed.In the bookshelf-lined study in the Heian-kyō section of Kyoto, Empress Aiko smiled at her companion. “Would you mind terribly,” she met his gaze, “if I took you to the Imperial tailor? That is a nice suit but ... well ... is it J.C. Penny or Sears?” she laughed.Sam Redstone tried to puff up, but his normal stance had him nearly at maximum already. “I’ll have you know I got this suit at a.