She asked if she could stroke my fur and so I moved closer and she did so, I asked her the same question and she opened her legs to let me in. I felt...her smooth pussy and I think it was as wet as mine,we kissed and stroked each others tits and pussies whilst Michael watched, he took off his pants an I could see pre-cum on his hard cock so I leaned over and licked it off. Annie then said she would love to shave my pussy and led me to the bathroom. Ten minutes later there I was bare as the day I. In fact, as far as my sister-in-law is concerned, I have not been a nice guy for over three months now. I had been hoping for another three years, but, thankfully, I won't be getting them - at least not the way I planned.First, let me tell you about Candy - she is a walking wet dream. How my doofus brother ever ended up with her is beyond me. She is 5'9", 120 pounds, and 36-25-37 with flaming red hair and bright green eyes that melt your insides when you look into them.I lost my nice guy status. Vlad was doing what he could, which meant pretendingto ignore the situationMorgan was sitting with his arms crossed, daring anyone to complain,though he was blushing as deeply as the American. Butler had sat, legscrossed as if he were on the verandah of his estates chatting withDogwood. Pierre was sitting just as nonchalantly beside Lampier. Onlythe oriental men seemed to really ignore it."Are all of you satisfied? Lampier sneered. Coming from someone wholooked like Judy Garland, it came out. “Yes, follow me please,” he said. They did.The man stood as they approached and smiled. “Anna, Lea, glad you could make it,” he said. “Please,” he motioned them to have seats.He raised his hand signaling someone for something. Another man in a black suit appeared almost from nowhere.“Drinks?” he said brightly.“Wine?” said Lea, looking over toward her friend.“Yes, white wine,” said Anna. The man named Carlton Hanson nodded to the waiter who turned and strode off to fill the orders.“Well, and I.