When we weren’t kissing we were looking into each other's eyes. In the background, I heard Cherie leave the bathroom. I answered her with an “OK�... when she said she was going downstairs although the meaning of what she said didn’t register at the time.We kissed, we cuddled and we made love. There was no hurry we just wanted to enjoy each others company. The atmosphere felt erotic. It felt special. Nothing else mattered. Cherie had hers and now it was our turn and we both wanted it to last, and. I went to the 'fridge' and pulled out a beer. Popping the top, I took a couple of big swallows before walking to the kitchen table and sitting in a chair. Over the next half hour, everyone else came in as they woke up.As we became more lively, food became more important and some snacks were put out on the table. I took advantage of my seated position and ate some snacks to go with my beer.Julie and Sheila came in together. They both had a waddling walk due to their tails. Jeff said, "Come here,. ‘What do you think, Bro? One pretty lady, isn’t she?’ asked Tony. ‘I’m sorry for staring, Tony. She is gorgeous, she should be a Chanel number ten. You are one lucky black bastard. What I wouldn’t give to have sex with a woman like that.’ I could jest with Tony like this, because we were really close friends. Before he started dating Chanel, we shared a few ladies. Chanel really cared for him. I also figured she knew he would become a pro and between the money and the limelight she would have. April was envious, as she had fought for years with crunches to get her 'baby fat' under control. April's eyes wandered upwards on the masseuse's body, looking for imperfections. She finally found one: a small mole on the masseuse's left cheek. But it looked more like a beauty mark.Then the masseuse pivoted like a dancer on her toes and April gasped audibly. The masseuse's breasts completed the perfection April was beholding. The masseuse looked over and said, "Did you say something, miss?".