He had thin compressed lips and a strong jaw to go with his big straight nose. Big ears too, like old people get because everything else stops growing...but the ears, the nails, and the hair.My mates padded back towards me and we all went back into our room. The old man had gone around to the front porch and our Master would deal with him. The boys were damp and their feet dirty, but so were mine and we didn't really care. We lay back down and gave each other little growls as each of us sought. The room was pretty large and had lots of space. A great venue overall to say the least.Once I got settled in and comfortable, I removed all of my clothing, I was just walking around comfortably in my underwear. Well, sort of, the venue was very cold. Especially the floor.Prior to the party I was chatting with two different couples (both are white couples), on Fetlife about meeting at the party. Both couples showed up to the party. I said hello to both and properly introduced myself. One couple. I reached down between us and let my finger tips caress her clitoris, slow circles, rolling it between thumb and index finger. Her breathing deepened and her hips were meeting every thrust with their own response. Mmmmmm,mmmmmm. she made little sounds again, indicating the sensations that she felt, her head rolling from one side to the other, Mmmmmmmm,…Mmmmm. I slowed to long and deep thrusts, not wanting to end it too soon. I wanted to watch her, see her crescendo to sexual bliss, one more. He knew that I could ... and would ... actually kick him if he stayed within reach.But while I stood there, glaring at Jake, I felt another hand goose my asscheek. And I immediately whirled in the other direction to glare at Trevor Hansen. "Jeez, guys. It's not funny!" Hey! Knock it off!" Candy yelled, coming to my rescue. The blue-eyed brunette quickly walked up to Trevor and slapped him upside the back of his head. The big lug rubbed the spot where she hit him, but chuckled and grinned at my.