Nomi reached over and rubbed my thigh.
“Well I prefer a more direct approach and reaction to lust.” Nomi wagged her eyebrows.
“Speaking of which,” Zoey jumped up and grabbed my arm. “Let’s go get dirty.”
I was in voyeur heaven as the women all bounced around me playfully teasing until we ended up in the Mud Room.
It looked like some bizarre scene from a vampire movie. We entered a room with a vaulted ceiling, everything was made of stone blocks. There were two rows of five raised enclosures that looked like giant stone coffins without lids. The inside of these rectangular enclosures was filled with warm mud.
The room smelled of decay, it was heady and assaulted your senses. I guess it was from the mud and whatever was in it. The room was very warm because of the heat radiating from the mud baths.
“Oh, this is going to be fun. I love getting dirty,” Nomi said. “Jeff, Zoey and I are going to give you a special mud massage.”
Zoey and Nomi looked at each other giggling sharing in their own unspoken communication that this wasn’t the first time they had played around together in the mud.
From The Vixen (The Lust Boat book 1) https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00LK0TTKG |