The swift acceleration of the Stanley as we pulled away pressed us both back into the padded leather seating. Nicola, demure behind her veil and with ...he harsh steel of her cuffs pressing on her wrists through her gloves, sat surprisingly calmly. The Hackney was warm; a benefit of the steamers is in the recirculation of source of their motive power diverted into the vehicle's heating system, a fortunate benefit for the largely naked Nicola.Our journey was short; our destination the premises of. As her fingers worked to get his pants off of him, he began to harden. For years he had wanted to fuck her... hell, to see her naked... but he hadn't even gotten close. Now, he was watching his nude friend get fucked by some guy neither of them knew, and she was working to get his hardening member free from his pants. She succeeded, and grasped his cock in her soft hand as his pants fell to the floor around his ankles. She lightly stroked his length, happy to hold her friend's dick after. He got up and smiled at Mom and me as he went to the kitchen and filled wine glasses for him and Jilly.We all took a break for about 15 minutes, just general chatter about school and jobs, the conversations that I imagined would have happened on Thanksgiving Day if we hadn't been so busy with life-transforming revelations. It felt like a normal moment in the midst of a dream, even though we were all naked. Or maybe this was just our new normal, mixing the family gathering with an orgy and still. No husbands, no boyfriends, no dads or sons. The staff at the reception were female too, but the bellhops, the liftboys, waiters, janitors, gardener, pool cleaners, were all gorgeous looking men, wearing nothing more then a loin cloth with the logo of the hotel on it.Aunty Megan had been quite secretive about this place, when she suggested Christy and Clara to make a weekend trip to it. She called it a hidden paradise and promised them, they wouldn't regret visiting it. Clara and Christy were.