A long peacock feather appeared in my line of vision. Dave touched my mouth with it first. It's softness traced the curve of my lips in light strokes....Tracing an imaginary line down my chin and down the long line of my neck, he tickled my collar bones and each shoulder. The feather continued it's descent down between my breasts. My back arched up to offer him my tits on its own volition. My nipples grew even harder in anticipation as he traced around and around each breast, avoiding each. So, I kind of intentionally got him going away from them. They seemed to be okay with it though. Then Tommy began thrusting his cock as hard as he possibly could. My pussy was still a little sore, but the feeling was worth it. My boobs were shaking, and everyone loved that. Before I knew it, he was moaning really loudly."Cum on me, Tommy," I commanded.So, he pulled out, and shot his load right onto my stomach. As always, it was a spectacle to see. Then I rubbed in some of his cum, and he laid. Her fingers were thrusting in and out, and her body was shaking, I could tell she was close to cumming. My hand was stroking my own cock to the speed of her fingers, pushing me towards my orgasm when she suddenly thrust her fingers in deep, and cried out, then shaking as her orgasm ripped through her. Fuck she was hot, and I pumped faster, wanting to join her when she seemed to turn her head and look right at me! I stopped all movement, even breathing, wondering if she had heard something when. Even a long trench coat could be hung without blocking the holes.Next I worked a contraption using fishing wire through my side which would allow me to open the closet doors in the guestroom from my side. I couldn’t do this while someone was watching, lest they think there was a ghost and examine the self opening doors more closely. But this could be used while they were not looking, and the lucky guest would just presume they’d forgotten to close them.The furniture in my room was rearranged so.