Max poured himself a glass of red wine before taking a bite of the thin crust margarita pizza Jazz had sat beside him. "Would you like a glass, babyg...rl?" Jazz smiled to herself, loving it when her father would allow her to share a glass of wine over dinner and how grown up and special it made her feel. "No thanks, I have a raging headache, which is the reason behind the gourmet cuisine we are dining on tonight."Max wrapped his arms around his daughter, lightly kissing her forehead "I'm sorry. Pete or Cal ain't been giving you a bad time, have they?" Why, uh, no." You sure?" Yes." Millie forced a smile.Gus let go of her arm and watched thoughtfully as she left the room. Then he took out his pipe and walked to the living room to join Pete.That night Millie placed a chair under the knob of her bedroom door. She lay awake in the darkness, wondering whether Pete would try to get in. Though the chair furnished evidence of her wish not to see him, she nevertheless felt an aroused tingle in. His kissing, licking continued, as Ziva reached back gripping his firm thighs. Enjoying the attention."Move your hands higher, Tony- under my top."'"re you sure?" Yes."He slipped his fingers up inside, and felt resistance- a sports bra?"It unfastens at the front."It certainly did. Tony clearly had not forgotten how to relieve his lovers of clothing, with ease."Hmm, Black. Matching panties?"'I have a thing'. She meant a thong. Tony adored her Ziva-isms, and was in no mood to correct. Anna rode Mike hard as the other couples watched. One of the men played with his partners pussy, stroking her in time to Anna's thrusts. A tall, powerfully built man with impressive biceps, he was easily half a meter taller than his partner. A short time later, Mike's cock jerked its load into Anna. For better or worse, the deed was complete.Anna and Mike cuddled for a while before making their way back to the changing room. The club wouldn't close for hours but Anna wanted time to herself,.