She felt a rush of affection for this sweet sexy man as yet another wave hit flooding her already juice soaked pussy. Mike stood, and reached for his ...acket, taking out his i-phone, he wanted to get a shot of this scene, the last rays of the late summer sun, coming through the large windows, the golden glow bathing her perfect body in its soft light. She smiled at him, so sexy and adorable, a damp sheen of excitement cloaking her bound, semi naked lust ridden limbs. He stepped back, to take in. Perhaps also from Mexico?“Anything I should know?”“Um, they ... they just want t-t-to get permission to perform their hunt.” She looked at him for a moment, then to the pack. “Or at least want t-to explain their actions b-b-before they do them anyway.”“Sounds reasonable of them. Not sure what use I am in that though.” He scratched his head and looked over at the pack again, and Clara in particular. She was still throwing him the occasional smile, and sneaking glances at his shoes, his suit, his. The skin of his hands was smooth, but his touch was rough, raw and primitive. She liked it. He kissed her harder as his fingers pushed and pulled on her tit flesh. She was beginning to wonder if he was ever going to do anything else when he suddenly stood up, pulling her with him. The thick bulge behind his slacks pressed against her belly and felt superheated. His hands left her just long enough to grasp her dress and yank it in one clean jerk off over her head. The garment hadn’t. Sally giggled again and said “anyway you will never guess what happened”? I asked her to tell me and Sally then went into how the night had panned out.“Well” Sally started “remember Dee our old neighbour”? “ ” Of course, why was she there as well?” “you bet, anyway as the night was getting going, Dee was drinking more and more red wine.” “apparently her and Dave (Dee’s Husband) haven’t been getting on well lately and she more than let everyone know about it” “it was quite embarrassing really.