Even without Marie's room number, I would have found her just by following the trail of notes from her cello through the labyrinth of impossibly dark ...nd narrow corridors. She plays an old rock melody--Springsteen's "Jungle Land"--but with her own distinctive Jazz inflection. I can almost hear my flute picking up the melody line and reeling it back to her, the way we did across the courtyard a few hours earlier.Not that it takes much to excite me in the first place, but the exotic. And WHAT an ASS! I almost jumped off the barstool to ran around and bite Him on his super-toned ass cheek. I tried to control myself and thought that I ask Him another question:“Do you mind” I asked sincerely, “if I ask you something?”“Just over 10” He replied, His back still to me.“Pardon?” I shot back. He turned and faced me and said:“Just over ten inches” he repeated Himself. “Was that your question?”“NO” I said… “Well, yes, eventually, but not know… Oh My GOD!”He laughed out loud and then. Quickly, boss moved from behind his wife and picked her up and placed her next to Jena on the couch.Still coming down from their own orgasms, the girls watched as he jerked his meat in front of them. Quickly and without much thought, they began to lick at his balls and his cock. Jena could taste Kitty’s cum on his cock. She wanted more. She wanted to have it all in her mouth, but that was not what the boss wanted. He pushed them both back and let out a growl that could have frightened a lion,. I kissed the back her hands which covered her nervous sex, and placed them on my head as if to encourage her to move me where she would enjoy the most. A huge mound of hair looked back at me. It made sense, as the idea of shaving was uncommon at her sexual height. So hooking her legs over my shoulders, I cupped my hands on her hips and pressed my face to her mound, nuzzling my nose into her hair. Her back arched, driving her head into the pillows on her bed as I made the first long lick over.