Damn! She was looking behind, studying my face. She parted her legs, bent down to the floor and said “Nigel, you can touch the exhibit. We are not i...n a museum here!”My hands cup the firm buttocks inside the black sheer nylon, then slowly run down her legs, appreciating every inch of her smooth, creamy complexion. Her legs were parting wider and her red pubes were coming into sight inside the nylon and I was getting bulgy down there.“My other parts need attention too, Nigel.”She turned round and. My wife keeps kissing me passionately and the guy behind me saw she wasn’t in no hurry to leave and couldn’t stop himself from slowly stroking his manhood between my legs.My wife whispered in my ear to spread my legs a little and let him into my ass.I about died of embarrassment but the drinks were too much. I slowly spread my legs and he got the message. He pulled my panties to one side, and I already had my ass lubed with Vaseline because it was a turn-on but no planned.He began to slowly. It was the biggest I ever saw, swollen and thick, almost as big as my wrist, circumcised with a dewdrop of seminal fluid forming on the slit on the end, he was wanking it, unashamedly and unabashed by what he did in front of me, or what he started saying, his language sinking to sewer level as his cock grew and rose, in unison with his desire to impale me.'Did you like what you heard last night Mariel, as I fucked Amber mother,, immediately followed by, 'Were you touching your tight cunt, did. It’s okay. Do it. It’s not sex, we’re priestesses, and this is a holy sacrament. Tell her its okay, Steff. Good. Listen to your mother. He wants to die now. He sees the Goddess. He wants to go to her. Okay, let’s finish him off. Let me whisper a few helpful words to him??Oh, honey, your face is dark purple. You’re in the last stages of asphyxia. Do you feel your body jerking around?those are your death throes, don’t be scared?that’s just the Goddess fucking you. Too late to save you now. Your.