Sholandra, on the other hand, was not exactly mocha-colored, but about half-way between Barbara's chocolatey brown and the really light-skinned, tawny...girls that Laura often admired but had never slept with.Sholandra had shoulder-length 'good' hair, a wide sensual mouth, and flashing dark eyes. She seemed to have a saucy, spitfire sort of temperament, and Laura tortured herself by imagining that the girl was very wild in bed, though it was clear from the way she flirted with men, including her. It was a nice party, quiet and with friendly people. No one seemed to care much about how we were all dressed. Of course everyone peeked a little at each others body. As the evening went on, more people arrived. Soon about 30 people was at the party, about half of them was girls. As we all started to feel the effect of wine and beer, the atmosphere became more erotic. A few gropes and innocent kisses, but no openly sex. We chatted about sex, and tried to turn each other on. All in good fun.. I tuned my manipulations to his strokes and the animal grunts of my daughter's reaction to them; I don't know how I stayed quiet, since I exploded once and had to lean back against the open doorframe while my knees shook and sparks cascaded before my eyes. I didn't make it to twice, though; Jack buried himself in Beth's pussy and emitted a strained grunt and I stood there, watching his balls jump in his scrotum and the underside of his cock pulse.He backed out of her and settled on his. I had a certain amount of respect for Lord Cornwallis who was sort of caught in the middle of things with waning support from Whitehall as the entire war effort was becoming an issue with the government and with the common people who were wondering how much money they were willing to spend in order to save face over the loss of entire continent under development. The main areas of contention that revolved around the “second class” citizen aspects and the “taxation without representation” issues.