"I am trying to overhear those two gentlemen in the corner."Meanwhile, back at camp, the large piebald mule and the equaly large, it seemed, cat, were...becoming fast friends. Mr. Bigfoot was glad to have a companion who understood UASL, or Universal Animal Sign Language. Hardcase sort of understood it, but missed some of the nuances. Of course there were species differences, but it was more along the lines of accents, than different languages. All dogs know that a lashing cat's tail is almost. The effects from her massive orgasm were all but disappeared. Her pussy and ass-hole now felt soothed and healed. She shaved her pussy, removing any stray hairs and rubbed it for good luck. She then washed her long blonde hair and her sexy, teenage body, spending a lot of time on her firm breasts, round ass, tight little pussy and finally, her sensitive little ass-hole. She pulled the plug from the tub with her toe, extending a long, smooth leg, to let the water drain out. She stood up and. ”“She’s fine,” a calmer Charlie said putting an arm round his Dad.Michael sighed.“Good to see she still enjoys anal. Good on you, Charlie.”“Fuck, we are not comparing notes,” with that, Charlie rushed off ahead.Mike followed quickly spurting further apologies.Melanie needed a drink. She walked off in just Claire’s green coat. At the other end of the hotel, she found a small bar. It was closed and no one was around. She helped herself to a large whiskey, which she poured quickly down her throat. "I can't believe this," he muttered. The women of his dreams were standing in front of him. Jill was wearing a skin tight dress made of a stretchy jersey material, with buttons down to the waist. The dress was unbuttoned below her breasts. The material was so thin and tight that almost all of her breasts were showing and the outline of her cone shaped nipples and areoles were clearly visible. It was so short, that as Jill approached Bill it rode up her thighs to reveal the bottom of her pussy..