To Gwendolyn’s surprise (and some distress) her father broke down crying, tears of happiness for his daughter and sorrow for losing her. Looking emb...arrassed, her brother patted him on the back and threw a helpless look to his sister who shrugged and turned away so her father could recover himself without humiliation. She was very grateful that her older brother had been able to come back from the outskirts of their lands where he had been settling disputes in time for her wedding, even more so. “Do you have any idea how truly beautiful you are?” Young Rob whispered in a husky gruff male whisper. His rich brown eyes were still plumbing the depths of her pale blue pools. Ronnie blushed and squeezed his torso nervously. She was not used to being called “beautiful”. It made her nervous, yet filled with happiness. A woman can never be called “beautiful” quite enough, but Rob was making a great start. Robert used the back of his hand to caress Veronica’s soft cheek gently. He gazed at her. I could see their passions rising as the groping and fondling got more intense and frantic, I could hear their moans and pleas increase in lustful desperation, and I could smell the musky-sweet odor of womanlust in the air. As I watched these two beauties pleasing and teasing one another I could feel My own arousal growing. My cock was steel-hard and getting uncomfortable in My black jeans. I shifted My cock a bit but that was only temporary relief. Finally I had to unbuckle My pants, opening. (Lots of people quickly slipped off their shoes. Many of the experienced people had done so when they walked in or sat down.) She said that each woman could decide if she wanted the man standing, sitting, or lying down. The hostess then drew the first name, which was a couple who had been at previous parties. Tommy and Terri thought later that must be a plant to break the ice for new couples, and I agree that this would have been a good idea. The woman stripped to her panties, had her.