Meanwhile, the guys were doing their own thing, as per usual when time and money were no object and there was only pleasure to concentrate on. Aldo wa... busy party planning and the Italian’s parties were invariably glittering affairs, with faces from the movie industry and right across the spectrum of the sports and entertainment world. Clay was giving him a hand with the logistics and PJ was just chilling, taking advantage of the balmy Mediterranean climate whilst he tossed in suggestions for. "Puton the clothing provided, and your situation will improve. Or..." Iwalked the few steps over, cringing at how cold the floor was. In thecompartment was, was? What kind of joke was this? There was a pairof lacy, lavender panties! "Hey, I yelled, where the hell are myclothes?" Again the almost robotic voice answered me, "put on theclothing you are given, and things will get better. Disobey, andsuffer. The room is now down to 47 degrees, and will get colder."With no real options, I. Her eyes opened, looked into his face, and smiled. Vincent kissed her passionately, and moved his body between her thighs. His penis was very big and I wondered how it would ever fit into such a small space. He pushed her thighs wider and continued to kiss the girl, while he took aim at her opening. As soon as the head of his penis was inside of her, I saw her react by pulling her hips backward. Vincent talked to her for a moment, and then reinserted the tip of his penis. He started moving back. While we danced, I pulled her tightly to me and pressed my hard cock on her. We had wild sex. I lusted after her body. She had beautiful tits. Her skin shone. Her hair was long and beautiful. After that first date, we had sex every day. She was passionate and experimental with sex. We did everything two people could do with each other. Carol is a born exhibitionist. We would drive into New York to walk around the village. Her favorite outfit was a gauze top with strings that tied.