“He means it too,” Freya added with a grin of her own.“Hopefully he’ll knock a little sense into any hotheads you have,” I chuckled.“I hop... so; we’re trying to evolve Murian society into something the Æsir can accept as equals and allies, but too many of our young men haven’t a clue as to how to behave in polite company ... well, in what used to be the upper classes,” Ferrimoot explained.“Well, we’ll help as I’m sure will the Æsir Seiðkonur,” I stated.“Oh, they’re looking forward to it,”. Robert got up and collected chicken salad and pudding so we wouldn't have to get up again. We were quiet for a while, content. Then Robert started telling me about the seminar he was co-chairing in July. It was to be in France and he was worried about his total ignorance of both country and language."It seemed a good idea when I agreed to it - an excellent way of bringing two contrasting research backgrounds together. A good alternative to summer schools and a chance to see how another. I know what I’m doing, they want to fuck me and looking at them I want to be fucked. We eat some nibbles, drink some Champagne and all the time my pussy is getting wetter.The guys slip off their jackets and remove their ties and I cheekily comment on how it’s unfair that I don’t get to relax. They say in unison, ‘be our guest’ and I kick off my shoes. ‘That it?’ says Greg and invites me to get more comfy. I stand up and slip out of my dress, watching the appreciation on their faces as they see. I worked it up and down with my hands and felt it grow considerably.I leaned into him and licked the shaft from top to bottom. It was salty from the sweat and beginning to ooze pre-cum. Licking around the base got quite a reaction out of him. I think he hit his head under the car. I smiled to myself and engulfed the head with a slight slurping sound. The head was quite large compared to the shaft. Working his cock with my hands and now with my mouth made him moan quite loud. Again I smiled and.