It was not quite summer so it was full bush time, and you could clearly see her pussy hairs escaping the sides of the cotton pink bulge I was drooling...over. I lent forward onto my elbows and stuck my nose between her legs. She had not bathed after coming home from the social so I enjoyed the musty sweet scent of her cunt and ass as I struggled not to cum.Becoming more daring I converted my sniffing into gentle licking over the panty covered bulge while listening for any change in her breathing.. It’s well organised – the entrance includes free drinks (beer / soda etc) plus has showers (also several trays of condoms and lube). The first time I went was one of their earliest parties – they last around four hours.Before I went I’d already made sure I had a really full bladder – changed into one of my favourite piss stained jock straps when I got there. I arrived soon after it started – only 20 or so guys there – later there were at least 70. There was a big area with a large sky blue. Sighing Ambrose shook his head at a loss when he noticed Kindra sitting nearby. “Hello Mister Kitty. I was told not to bother you unless it is important. I missed talking to you though many told me you are a god. Does it hurt? Being a god I mean?” She asked innocently.A huge smile lit up Ambrose’s face as he knelt down to lift Kindra off the ground. Laughing she threw her now cat paws and arms around his neck kissing his cheek.“No my dear Kindra,” he said causing her eyes to grow wide. “It is. I was really hard down there and was moving with a composed mind of all the thoughts of laying her down suddenly she stopped before the platform and I accidentally dashed her with my prick on her ass. That amazing moment can’t be described at all. Seriously if you want to know how it feels you should try that. I moved back and said sorry. To which she smiled and started asking for the things kept in the kitchen and other washing stuff. I was not at all interested in the talks but only watching.