"Harry winked at Peter. "I don't know," he said shaking his head. "The guests do the washing up while our hosts go off and loll about."Annette patted ...is cheek. "We're thinking of you really, darling," she said. "We're leaving you in peace to discuss the finer points of swimming the Menai Strait."Harry snorted. Both girls left the room giggling and closed the door behind them."This won't take long," said Harry. "Would you like to clear the table while I get the coffee started." Sure. How long. I trail my hands across his dick a few more times when I walk by and then whisper to him that I need to go get something out of my car in the parking lot and wink seductively at him before walking by. I walk the entire way to my car without looking behind me to see if he is following, but I’m so turned on by the thought of fucking him at the track that I am surprised that my pussy isn’t dripping down my legs, it feels so wet. I get to my car and notice that the sprint car race has started, so. Shinju slyly managed to get her bouquet thrown to Misaki, and Shinju’s garter managed to end up in the proper hands of one of my teammates who had been in a long relationship with his girlfriend and took this opportunity to propose, to the delight of everyone. Misaki had given Shinju a very rare and special wedding gift, it was a very antique and very large and elaborately carved and polished jade dildo. It had been very expensive, as it had an Imperial pedigree — it had been carved by orders. Here is a blue one if you choose not to wear your badge. You know, I think that's a great idea. The people you meet in your Secret Identity will have a story to tell when they find out who you really are." Actually, I just want to be normal for a while. I've heard there are parties at these things?" Ah, yes. Well, we've tried hard to lose our reputation as a 'party con', but there are always going to be those members who come just so they can get a little wild. Some of the guests do too.".