She undressed in front of me, dropping her skirt and kicking it to one side, then she dropped her panties and kicked them aside to join her skirt. Kel...y was stood in front of me in just her blouse, her beautiful trimmed pussy on show, glistening with juices. I lay back and motioned her forwards, she climbed on the bed and squatted over my face, I took a deep breath, my god she smelt fine, and thrust my tongue upwards, playing it against her clit, then moving down and nuzzled it between her. ... I can taste your excitement. Reaching around to your hips I tug at the waist line of your panties, and pull them down over your ass, and let them drop to the floor. You can hear me fighting with my belt as I try to undo my pants as well, and let them fall to the floor also. Taking off my shirt so you can feel my bare chest against your legs as I move in closer to you. Kissing your lips as if it were your mouth. My hand cupping your mound allows me to slip my thumb into you and curling it. Then we played an hilarious game called Consequences, which involves writing a sort of naughty story in little parts. Except everyone writes a little bit and folds the paper and passes it onto the next person. Then each one is read out. You can make it as rude as you like and had us all in a fit of giggles and dirty laughter. “Does anyone want a top up?” I asked, going round with a bottle of white in one hand and red in the other. Samara seemed very comfortable with us and looked very happy. ”“By Australia?”“By the world. It’s a result of our foreign policy being out-of-synch with the world economy. We’ve been pretty heavy handed for the past couple of decades, using economic means to bring about the downfall of the Soviet Union, forcing the petro-dollar on the world economy, stacking the rules of the IMF.”Her rhetoric was a little troubling to me.“Where is this going, Kelly?”“I’m getting context. If this is an attempt to make me irrelevant to my party, I need arguments on why it.