Again, I shook my head. “No, I harboured some dark thoughts. I’m sorry ... Moira.” I leaned in and claimed a kiss.Sighing, Moira snaked both arm... around my neck and playfully scratched through my hair. I held her close, one hand caressing her back under her shroud while our tongues danced. We heard appreciative murmurs around. When we broke our kiss, Moira beamed, the light from her eyes burning straight into my soul. Then she gently slid her hands along the sides of my face, lifting the mask.. ”“Hey.”“I liked spending today with you.” Ryan told me without taking his eyes from the television. I’d been distracted the entire time. Every time he killed another player, he did a little dance on my lap, grinding his ass into my groin.“Yeah.” I mumbled. He pivoted around to face me, unsatisfied.“You don’t love me, do you?” he draped his warm body over me in a bear hug.“I—I do…” I sighed. “It’s difficult.” I squirmed under his gaze.“Is it me?”“No! It’s not. I’m just…”He grinded angrily on my. Oddly, the males complained the loudest, Nate worrying about crabs and Draper mumbling about color.Bianca met them at their rooms and led them out back, past the sauna and the sunroom where two hot tubs sat burbling under protective covers, and on out onto the deck, which fronted a sizeable swimming pool. The pool was half-surrounded by the house, two wings extending along half of the length; the other half was made private by a sizeable hedge a few yards beyond the far edge that merged into. " I swear, I could almost hear her wink.Sure enough, a few seconds later came a light, warm touch right on my cock. I almost leaped right up in the air. I gotta admit, I'd fantasized about having one or the other of those women. Hey, the truth: That was how I jacked off most of the time. But now that wasn't my hand on my cock, wrapping fingers around in, rubbing up and down. It was Charlene, a blond fox. My rod started to stiffen with her touch; she jumped back."Now look what you've done," Mary.