While resting after the first round of orgasmic bliss, Kitty gave Jacqi a small box.Now Kitty will often wear a small collar around her neck with a ta... that bears her name: "Kitty". She will also often be my "cat" and scamper around doing cat things, like rubbing against my legs and purring. She is VERY territorial about being the "cat of the house". Anyway, last night she had given Jacqi a similar collar with her own name tag; "Jacqi" on it.We would often have Jacqi pull her wavy blond hair. "I'll bet your cunt is dripping wet." She smiled again. "I would love to fuck your juicy cunt baby." She smiled again, her mouth still moving up and down my shaft, reached over and touched the man on his knee.The man spoke to me again. "My wife would like for you to fuck her. Do you want to fuck her here or do you want to go to a private room upstairs? I considered that and looked around the room. There were many more people in and around the room now. People on the floor between the. She was dressed in a tailored dark grey trouser suite wearing a black hat with a large brim. Her hair must be in a bun under it, thought Robert, her long neck exposed.He rose to greet her. “Well how do I look?” she asked. “Fantastic!” replied Robert. “How do I look?” “Very handsome!” and realised with a start that she meant it.They had been chatting away when a taxi pulled up. The driver entered the foyer. Seeing the uniform he walked over to Robert. “Flight Lieutenant Barlow?” he. She quietly crossed the spacious bathroom, her eyes watching mine as she moved with the utmost of sexual prowess, slowly reaching into the shower and turning on the hot water. I watched as the streams splashed off her hand and rivulets of the moisture traveled to her elbow and dripped to the bath mat. She adjusted the water temperature, as I removed my shirt and began taking my work soiled blue jeans off. Approaching me, she reached out and traced a finger around my right nipple, scratching.