I bite on the ball gag in my mouth. My nipples are hard. I gasp and wheeze for air through the holes in the ball. My body is sweating profusely. Water... pools underneath me. "Looks like you need to cool down slave. " Maria puts down an ice bucket on my broad chest and starts putting ice cubes on my ripped abdominal muscles, belly button, and nipples. Salma grabs a big lump and places it firmly under my balls. They both take another cube and run it along the underside of my long thick shaft. My. She was wearing light soft cotton cloth not the BRA. It is clearly viable her nipples erected and pointed totally out. Her boobs size was really imaging, I now removed her cloth which was disturbing seeing her boobs and started sucking it hardly like a baby did on her mother. we both enjoying each other activities. I was wearing Half pant and t shirt, mean time she already stared with playing my iron rod. I don’t even know when did she started playing with my iron rod. When I see her she now. It's not deserving of being a focused personality trait we work on improving."Bob went ahead, "My next key for success was 'Be creative.' We need to express ourselves in multiple outlets – left and right brain. We shouldn't be afraid to be different, or to stand out. We must always quest for more knowledge and higher planes of life, and use our wits to get us there. Remember the Apple slogan, 'Here's to the different ones.' We shouldn't be afraid to be different, and to be our creative. I just ..." You just want a little space right now, sure," he pulled back slightly,regarding me with mild hurt. "How about you go find your friend? If youstill want to, come by the club later. So long as we're good ..." We are good," I insisted, though hastily gathering up my clothes as Idid, perhaps it smacked of Insincerity. "Really truly."Love, Sex, and all the embarrassing moments in between, was scarcelyparticular to any age or any generation. It was all Inspiration yetparadoxically.