There were eventually only two couples left and Lady Johnson asked why the Colonel had stayed to the end, and wondered, but did not ask, why she had n...t been subjected to the public groping several of the other women had had to endure, including a very embarrassed Victoria."I am the President of the Mess," explained the Colonel, "and as such I am the host, and must be the last to leave. That can be very boring at times."The other couple who stayed were an over-weight fairly elderly General and. “Mika, what’s happening?”I had no idea what was happening. I had never seen or heard of anything like it. It was like I had marked him myself. I took a breath and felt the exchange. It was weak, smoke where Olivia had been a fire, but it was there.Lucas leaned forward. His eyes intense and like glued to mine. “I...” he gasped, “Oh fuck, it feels so good.” He pulled his belt free and pulled his pants down.I was frozen. I didn’t know what to say. Watching Lucas become Allurin was outside of. It had grown rounder and protruded prominently. I arched my back and my tits stood out in contrast to my backside. I watched my reflection as I took my right hand and ran it down my side and gently rubbed the outside of my pussy, which was becoming engorged. I wanted to see myself. I wanted to see my pussy. I sat down on the floor. Tilting the mirror downward I could get a better look. The tiny hairs that were virtually invisible stood just enough so that the folicles were standing at attention. I picked up my rhythm, and we moved in time, our bodies locked together in an ecstatic coupling. This wasn’t about one of us getting pleasure; it was about both of us giving pleasure to the other. I stiffened inside her and my climax tore through me with like a tsunami breaking on the shore, carrying everything before it. Alex grunted as she came, her cum spraying across the bed. We slumped sideways, our lungs dragging in air as we recovered. “Shit.” she said, “I thought you were never going to.