For that matter, only one of the twenty-five men there had shaved his pubes, possibly to make his five-inch cock appear larger.And it seemed that the ...adies were as interested in checking out each other's "assets" as we men were in comparing "packages." And like us, their initial qualms about nudity evaporated once we'd all gotten used to the situation.Some of the crowd gravitated to the badminton and volleyball courts, where they chose up sides and began playing. Some of them were so sexually. Attractive barmaids wove through the crowd, expertly balancing trays of mugs and glasses.Unlike too many other establishments, the air smelled of incense. The scent was pleasant, without being overpowering. Burners were scattered throughout the establishment on high shelves overhead. Arilee found it a welcome change from the usual smells of stale beer, sweat, and other unmentionable odors common to a taproom.Ari turned and saw Christi wearing a knowing smile. "Everybody does it. You don't. Her skirt lifts up as she swings back and forth giving me a peek of her naked mound.“Push me,” her lips probably say but I hear something completely different and I bury my head between her legs tasting the best after-cinema-snack of my life. I stand up and push her backwards on the long ropes. Her legs are wide open, inviting.“The breeze tickles and turns me on,” she giggles.“Oh, the breeze does?” I scold her. Unbuttoning my jeans, I revengefully take what’s mine. THIRD HOURThe end of a. Kareema turned her face towards him with a smile.“What’s your name, beautiful?”“Kareema.”“Kareema? Doesn’t that mean generous, right guys?” Piyal asked the others. They seemed to have no idea.“Doesn’t that Kareema?” Piyal asked Kareema.“Yes,” Kareema answered, with her eyes lowered to the ground. Piyal kissed her right shoulder again.Piyal held her neck with his left hand and kissed and licked the right side of her neck, as he started rubbing her pussy with his right hand.“Aaah,” Kareema.