The diners couldn’t let this go so off came skirts and in Tricia’s case silk harem pants. The others were a little curious because though Sophie h...d pulled her skirt over her head they couldn’t see what she was wearing below. It was only when desert was finished and they decided to have coffee in the private bar which in this case was a euphemism for an all out orgy. They found out. What Sophie had on a crotchless full length body stocking with black velvet boots.“No wonder Jack was looking. Surprise mingled with disgust and curiosity."Clothes doesn't get invisible," I mumbled and dried my tears."Oh, I see."She got a determined look at her face and again she sat down, this time she got it almost right at the first time and it just took some wriggling to land right.When she sat in my lap she took my head in her hands but when she felt it she again stood and went to get some paper-tissues and handed them to me."Here, blow your nose and act as a man!" she said with a laugh.I did as. “Don’t mind if I do…” Artimus replied, leaning back on his thin but muscular hind legs, showing his balls and sheath to me. “Come and eat…” I crawled toward him on all fours, the cold rocky floor against my knees, smelling that sweet musk that wafted from both of the horny, insatiable beasts around me. Finally reaching my new master, I popped my ass in the air, wriggling it for his pleasure as I licked over his sheath, plunging my tongue down inside it to pull it in long strokes over his. Without realising it, she had made her position even more erotic. The perfect V shape. From his angle - when he turned back - it was almost as if she was unwittingly inviting him to fuck her. Just for a moment I was afraid he might just do that, but of course it would never happen: the moment he touched her she would wake, clam up and push him away. Unless I held her.... but, no, it wasn’t going to happen.He glanced back, then seeing that she was still asleep, faced us directly again. I noted.