The sun was setting, and I could feel the power of the Greek Gods in the air. I was surrounded by toned, tanned, muscular men dripping in sweat and desire -their eyes aching to undress me and giving me a taste of Mykonos Lust. The hours passed in a blur of sensual pleasure as I moved between bodies, worshipping their hardness, savoring their sweet sweat and letting each kiss linger like a prayer.