There was something sweet and endearing about it. I knew even then it meant she was very comfortable with me. I was in that state where my arousal was...such that I felt deliciously drugged, yet every pleasure nerve was crackling. My chuckle was thick and languid. I kissed her and murmured, ‘Only if it’s something you want to do.’ ‘Oh yes Vicki! I’ve dreamed about doing it for so long!’ Her excited enthusiasm was genuine. What Stephie lacked in grace and patience, she more than made up for with. Tarzan and Andy had made a bee line for Tracey and I noticed a couple of the other men had disappeared backstage with a couple of other women as well.We chatted generally for a little bit, the guys laying the patter on heavy for us. How attractive we were, how lucky our husbands were etc, all the usual charm.After a little while we saw one of the women get to her knees in the far corner of the room and it was obvious she was giving the stripper she was with a blow-job.We commented on the same,. He didn’t want his son to walk in on his surprise that happened between an older man and his much younger wife.Altan had no inkling why he really was being sent up onto the mountain and being locked into his small room that night.When he left the next day, Ender had stationed himself at the end of the last row of grapevines toward the mountain. Altan’s father escorted his son farther than that point, so Ender couldn’t call out to him, but he mouthed something to the young man. Altan wasn’t. My hand like a snake around your neck. My other hand on the knot of your bikini top. While your face turns lightly red from soft suffocation, the knot of your bikini top stops to exist. The softly kissing of your now naked breasts. My lips can feel that your chest starts to tremble because of the heavy work your lungs fulfill. Slowly my hand captures the hills south of your back. Your trembling hands taking away pressure by ripping pants. Slowly I feel a small trembling hand on my thigh..