He hadn’t bothered checking on her, why should she be grateful to him for ruining her life?Marianne entered after a quick knock, “How is everythin...?”“Fine,” She avoided eye contact.The servant saw the pile of clothes and bent over to pick them up, “Oh, dear. Are you sure you don’t want to go riding? It’s a beautiful day.”“Not interested,” she answered curtly, wrapping her hair in a towel.“You were a rider before arriving here, clear as the callouses on your hands. We have a filly in the stables. It spiraled down to the ground and wrapped around her right leg as the crotch of her panties moved to the side, exposing her entrance.“Oh fuck, you’re kidding right?” Kate asked as the tendril slid inside her and curled around to her g-spot.“Oh my fucking God!” Kate exclaimed as she fell to her knees, succumbing to this fabric tentacle. She moaned and closed her eyes as the twirled sheet stroked her g-spot and clit at the same time. Her bra squeezed her breasts hard like an enthusiastic. I clenched my fists tightly and pressed my pussy into his mouth. He licked my clit at a lightning fast pace. I couldn’t take it anymore.I let out an exhale as my clit throbbed in relief. He continued to lick between my lips and slipped his tongue inside me again. It may have been dad’s big night, but I was getting all the benefits.Dad was still speaking at the podium as Hideki got back to his seat. He gave me a wink.“God that was great!” I whispered to him.“Ashley?” He said in a serious. After rambling from subject to subject for awhile, the old flapper pleaded exhaustion and we took our leave. Not academically inclined, when I asked as we crossed back to the Inn if I'd bored her, she told me she loved my intellectual participation.Back at the Inn, various parings became evident. The Amazon felt like a third wheel as the guide and the actor got close and intimate. The young poet and the dancer danced with my sister and a lovely woman about her height but with a pronounced chest.