Grooving. Moving. Kicking. Killing. DJ after DJ. Record after record. Mix after mix. Highs. Lows. Bass. Treble. Rhythms harder than a hammer. Sharper... than a knife. Like the knives cutting into her soul. Chemical Heaven. Kirsten pushed herself against Paul again, his own top thrown aside, pressing her hot hard breasts against his hot hard smooth chest, his pierced nipple occasionally slapping against her hot hard nipple. They shimmied and swirled and pirouetted and glided. Flesh against flesh.. After chatting a few minutes, I was already feeling horny, my dick was really hard. I wanted to feel him suck me, then me him and I could one more time try to get his cock in my ass. Prior to this moment, every single time I tried bottoming I failed, it was always too tight or not clean enough. The drive to his place, I felt as though I might end up not wanting to go all the way. I pulled up to his driveway and he opened the door, he was an older gentleman, was wearing only shorts, no shoes or. There was a lot of moving about and giggling, but because I couldn’t see anything I could only imagine. I guessed the girls were all getting naked. Jenny then started the clock and the room went silent. Soon I could hear some moaning and the noise of fingers sliding in and out of wet pussies. My mind was going crazy imagining the sight of all these girls naked and playing with their pussies. One girl was getting really close, someone was moaning really loudly, I could hear her panting, I. He stood in the center of the bath, lost in gazing upon her amazing body, as she lathered his body with a soft sponge. She talked to him while she worked.“Oh, my wonderful man. It is hard to tell you how much I missed this magnificent body of yours.”“You are so beautiful,” said Sid.That was all that he could think of to say. It was all that he wanted to say and based on her reaction, it was all that he needed to say.She filled a pitcher with water and rinsed the suds from his body. The water.