I slowly started kissing her neckline and moved my hand towards her moist pussy. I took my left hand and moved the bottom of her nightgown. I took m... right hand and slid my middle finger along her pussy, causing her to let out a small squeal. I took two of my fingers and slowly inched them up her vagina. She let out a loud moan. I took both of my hands and began massaging her tits through the silk. Neesa relaxed and let me take over. I pulled her tits out of her dress. I began to kiss. It looked a lot like the party upstairs, only quieter. There was still music, and free flowing booze, and plenty of weed. Everywhere there were cat ears, wolf masks, and fox tails, all paired with form-fitting jumpsuits with the right shades and patterns. Elise’s costume, which I thought had been fine, was definitely nothing compared to these. If anything the girls were hotter than upstairs. Lithe bodies glided around the floor or practiced spinning their light-up hula hoops. All of the guys,. She always looks sexy. I could tell something was wrong. It looked like she had been crying and was clutching what looked like a picture in her hand. “What is it Sabrina? What’s wrong? Can I help?” I asked while sitting up on the edge of the bed. She toss what she was holding in her hand at me. Without saying a word. It was a picture Becky and I at the bar last night. Becky had gotten someone to take a picture of us hugging and posted it to social media. When I looked up Sabrina was standing at. I was still a bit wet, as was Thomas, but that didn’t deter us at all. It actually felt good to feel the cool water evaporating off my flesh. The day was mostly spent, so we decided to grill outside once more. This time it was merely burgers and grilled vegetables. The wine paired excellently. I was in a festive mood. I sipped my wine, and Thomas gulped his artisan micro-brewery beers with abandon.I stretched and bent and twisted about the entire night, loving the feeling of his eyes roaming.