The men were dressed in robes, boxes, swim trunks or naked. “This is a wet and wild pajama party,” Nefertiti informed me. “Have you ever been to...one? “ “No” I replied, soaking in the scenery. “Well, now you have,” she responded. We mingled for a few minutes as she introduced me to friends. Everyone seemed quite comfortable. I was not surprised when I walked to the backyard and found a swimming pool full of naked men and woman fucking or just lolling after a good fuck. Nefertiti had. The honour sword added to his outward appearance as he found when he regarded his image in the somewhat blind mirror in his room, as did the new shoes with the buckles made of bullion. He looked almost like one of those captains from the nobility.When the door of Mirabel’s room opened, he had to admit that his company for the evening left nothing to desire either. Mirabel looked radiant in one of her new dresses, even though the neckline was rather modest. It accentuated her slim waist and drew. Jeryl pulled out a set of my notes and began summarizing them. We hardly acted like two teenagers.The remainder of the flight was uneventful, but we landed to learn we might be stuck in Texas for longer than our planned stay. Evidently the Air Traffic Controllers had walked out on strike this morning sometime after we took off from St. Louis.We were thankful to be leaving the airport by car rather than flying out, as we looked at the mass of stranded passengers at the gates and ticket counters.. I like it, you, a fierce lioness. That makes me the lion! Lion and lioness in their den haha." That struck Claire as a very powerful image. They settled back down, inches from one another. Then Robert made the move. He snuggled up to Claire's neck. His breath on her skin made her shiver, her pussy grow wet, and her heart beat even faster, "Kiss it!! Please kiss my neck!" she pleaded in her mind. Then it happened. He did.She couldn't help it, a small moan escaped from her lips, her panties were.