What had Jill called it? Not sexual but another word? Sensual. That was it, sensual.“It’s a feeling of closeness with someone, a feeling of utter ...contentment, of intimacy,” Jill said.“Intimacy?” Megan had asked her with some disdain in her voice. “You mean sex?”“Not necessarily sex,” Jill had said, “but it often leads to sex and usually the best sex you’ve ever had.”“Sex” to Megan was not necessarily a positive word. In Megan’s world, sex was just a transaction with her body as the coin, used. When I realized Persephone was no longer in sight I sprinted ahead, splashing through the water. I heard another trill as I rounded the turn, only to stop dead for a moment.A large naked man with a stick in his hand sprang screaming out of nowhere and blocked Persephone's path. With a shock I realized it was Harry and he wasn't actually naked. He had some kind of Tarzan-style loincloth, or maybe it was a Spartacus-style diaper, around his middle. He was jumping up and down and chanting. Asante came up close, “Let me help with that.” She stuck her fingers in my pussy which was dripping wet and then began to work, first one finger, then two and finally three fingers into my ass.“Beg for it Love.”Never had I thought that this would feel so incredible, “Yes, Fuck my ass. Please fuck my ass.”“You ask for it.” And with that Asante began to force all of her fingers into my ass“No please stop. I can’t take that.”“You begged for it and now you are going to get it.”She continued to work. ” “Pen, Jesus!” “Beg!” “Please fuck me, please. I’m begging you.” With a playful giggle, she squatted over him. Dominant before him, she reached for his cock and giggled at his groans as she slowly tugged at his rigid shaft. A gasp of shock announced his reaction to a gloopy cold liquid smeared over his fevered cock. Easing out the teardrop shaped plug, she presenting it to him with a wicked smile. “You like being this helpless? Being controlled?” His reaction again was immediate; he nodded..