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... waist. I had never climaxed like this before. 'What a cocksucker! I'm in heaven.' "I'm sorry, I think I ruined our evening, Lorena. It takes me time to get hard again." "Oh, no, sir," she said. "We are just beginning." Her mouth dribbled some of my cum onto her chin and down onto her silk blouse. In amazement, I looked at my cock, purplish red, engorged even more than it was, with precum running from the slit almost as swiftly as a climax. The feeling was supremely erotic. I began to wiggle in my seat with arousal. My cock now emitted the same golden glow I had seen on the women next to me. Lorena's blond hair shimmered and sparkled with an interior luminosity I could not describe. It was surreal. Lorena sat up and removed her blouse. She was bra-less. Her skirt followed revealing her magnificent golden bush. She was without panties; only her nylons and high heels remained as she knelt next to me. My shirt and pants came off rapidly; my boxers yanked down springing my rock-hard cock free. My socks and shoes were last. I was tingling all over almost like I was approaching another climax, and she had not even touched my skin. Something in the atmosphere was propelling blood into my pelvic area and growing my cock longer than I had ever seen before. It was all very odd; it was completely unknown in my experience. My body felt heavier as I lay there. My cock seemed to harden with each experience, my balls carrying a total load again, even though I had just cum in my trousers. ...

... I wanted to fuck her! The lights dimmed further; a slow, flowing stream of music began. It had an unearthly quality, the instruments being unfamiliar to my ear. It was both soothing and exciting at the same time. How could that be? I felt relaxed, but there was no doubt that a few strokes of Lorena's hand would make me cum again. A soft, diffuse, but surprisingly focused golden light shone down on the platform. Stretched out on it was a man, his hands bound above his head; his legs spread wide and also bound. He had an enormous erection, all purple, and red. The peculiar light seemed to magnify details as I stared at his cock. I could clearly discern the blue veins on its surface, his shaved pubic area and scrotum. The wrinkled, yet taught, skin of his ball sack was throbbing. Slowly drifting in from the left, in the most languorous, sex-charged walk I had ever seen, came the twin, Luisa. Her blond hair positively sparkled and her proud bush stood out from her Mons as a flag. Her luscious breasts were supremely erect, with nipples blood-ruby red. I was gifted with even more detailed vision, how I did not know. I could see pearly droplets of moisture in Luisa's pubic hair. It was as if she were slowly spraying her fluids from deep in her vagina out to the blond hair, a steady erotic drizzle. With an unearthly howl, she floated up onto the stiff cock of Romero, at least I thought it was he, and sank onto it with ease. Her breasts began to vibrate, and fluid sprayed from her ...