I imagine you caught him in the act?" Though she didn't say it, she assumed that if Devan had actually observed Aristel coupling that she'd seen the w...men engaging each other as well, because that was also well known amongst the staff.The hints of a smile decorated Devan's face again when she realized that her hold on Aristel remained strong. This also reminded her of what she'd seen, and caused her cheeks to warm as she remembered the way her body had reacted to it. Her panties were sticky. Suddenly the crowd started stripping and jumping into the pool. We stripped and you flaunted your beautiful body. We got in the water and your nipples were hard and you looked like a sex goddess. There was a lot of humping and groping in the pool. I pulled you to me with your back resting on my chest and my hands cupping your tits. You lay back and sighed and enjoyed the warm night and full moon. Your legs floated up and you opened them up. Out of the water right in front of us a man moved. I would start to move towards certain parts of your body . . to let you know other things are going to happen . . .’ ‘Oh my!’ exclaimed Jeanette, rocking her hips into the bed. ‘You would feel something rough . . a bit prickly sliding down your neck . . . down your chest and stomach . . . .’ ‘God!’ moaned Jeanette and moved onto her side, sliding a hand down her thigh. ‘I would then take something hard . . stiff . . and rough and brush it across your nipples . . watching your reaction…I might. Once again mistaken, as if the jeans, the pants, the button-down shirts and sports jackets, were about comfort. The very airiness of the clothing made her nervous. Much better to stick her in the tight, constrictive sort of skirt-jacket ensembles that Marta wore. At least they had some power behind them. But they wouldn’t do it. It was then, standing there in the naked space of a wide skirt, the too-clingy clutch of a lacy top, with her hair feeling stiff and wavy above her and the artificial,.