"You know nothing," she hisses. "You are not even aware of your ownpotential."She begins to rise from her chair. I stand at the same time, backing awa...yfrom her."What potential?" I can't help asking."That is not for Susan Dwyer to say. She is incomplete. She peers throughthe veil of individuality."Her hand moves to my right cheek. I push it away angrily, accidentallyknocking over a waste basket in my hurry to leave. Slamming the doorbehind me, I scuttle down the stairs.Gerald is waiting in the. The passage that maps out for you the geography of the g-spot and the chart we will follow when, in bed, by the ocean, on its simple white linen sheets, I will take you on your maiden voyage to the pacific bliss of a g-spot orgasm. Imagine yourself, after having been kissed and whispered to beautifully by me, instinctively spreading open your legs as I let my tongue travel its favorite paths down your body, leaving behind your lips with a kiss goodbye and then branching off to nibble your ear. I want to feel your cock in my mouth and ass.”Both men remain glued to the bed.“Shit. I’m going to cum if you don’t fuck me. I need your cock. I need them both in my tight, dirty hole.”Then she hears the mattress squeak.“Yep. You were right. You were able to get her to beg. I think we should give her the punishment she is asking for,” Rob groans.Zayne gets up, steps over to Page, reaches down and pulls her to her feet. By the time they move to the bed, Rob has already discarded his clothes and. She’s a well plumbed girl. ?Oooh,? she moaned as I slid in and out of her. She was oiling up nicely in her love tunnel. Very nicely, and soon each pullback was accompanied by a slurping sound as her love juices were churned and stirred. The problem was I couldn’t see her. With the shades drawn on a moonless night outside, the only light in the room came from the red digits of the clock. Trying not to break my pace, I reached over and clicked on the light.?Aahh!? she cried, blinded, as was I..