I had been yearning for this, and it was glorious. All around, whispers and gasps could be heard, and I was sure that many a forbidden fantasy was bra...nded forever into the minds of my fellow sisters. Swish. A little higher, and I danced in the ropes like a puppet on a string. Swish. Lines of fire cut into my skin and made my juices run freely down my thighs. Closer and closer they fell to my dripping snatch, and the heat in my pussy rose with every single stroke. She stepped to the side, and I. He wasnt a bad looking guy, around 59 Id guess with brown hair and eyes and he had some ink and multiple piercing in his ears and his tongue was also pierced. I have to admit that I wondered how that would feel rubbing against my pussy or nipples. So your name is Paul the piercer I said to him to break the ice. Sure I guess you could say that he said grinning as he pulled on a pair of latex rubber glove. When it was time to actually get the piercing I rolled my shirt up to right beneath my. He threw it on, tied up the cotton belt, and before anyone could say anything, he stepped out of the bedroom. “I’ll grab us some fresh beers,” he advised as he closed the door behind himself. Dee and I looked at each other with some concern. If those other guys were still in the basement, it would now be abundantly obvious what was going on in this bedroom. Dave re-entered with four cold beers and quickly said, “Don’t worry. I didn’t say anything to anybody.” Apparently he didn’t have to,. “OK” I said, thinking that this was where we parted. “Would you like to come in?” she asked.She put the key into the room’s lock, turned it, opened the door and went in – I followed her in and into the bedroom. She shut the door and went into the bathroom…The room was deceptively large and well appointed; there was a large king sized bed. I walked over to the window, pulled the net curtains aside and looked out. The room was on the first floor and looked over the seafront, but was not.