"It's actually more comfortable than it looks," Róisín admitted, once we were all assembled."Well, it does help that the ladies here keep themselves...in peak physical condition too," Simon replied.Finally we entered a series of cabs to take us to Troianova's cathedral of the Gods where Dorry and Olmer were to exchange oaths in what amounted to a state sanctioned wedding somewhat equivalent of a Royal wedding on our Earth."I never realised just how important Dorry was," I murmured to Rowenna."Not. So I tried to find a night during my dad’s visit where I could meet him for dinner or something G-rated like that.Well, I soon put Dad’s business trip in the back of my mind. I kept on dancing and getting great tips. Men seemed to enjoy what I was doing, and even my peers complimented me. I was not a built-up muscle man, but I carried what I had well. I was working out at the gym three or four times a week, and it suited me well.I was afraid to admit it but I wanted to try out my dad's friends.. Within seconds after he began speaking, I was quite sure it was a rehearsed speech."My Lady," he said, rending a tiny, stiff bow to the naked woman in the bathtub. "I am trained to judge horse flesh, rather than woman flesh, but I have instincts that may aid me in complying with your instructions." He walked to within a few feet of the cluster of naked women around the tub. Marie almost crouched, trying to hide herself."Give me your hand, please," he said to the frightened girl, extending his. He pushed his fingers into the crevice and opened her pink coral labia and found her clitoris. He gently circled it with his finger.This time it was his mother’s turn to become weak-kneed and Paul kept her upright while his hand was under her dress caressing her juicy cunt through her silky panties, his arm around her waist kept her upright and pressed against him, his tongue invaded her mouth.His mother squeezed his cock in appreciation. He had only just climaxed but Meg sensed that her son.