“What's up sis?” Steve asked. “Hi Steve, can we talk for a couple minutes please?” I asked. “Well sure Angela. This sounds serious. What's g...oing on?” Steve asked. “Well, will you sit down with me please?” I asked. “Sure,” Steve replied as he sat down with me. Then I put my head down. I was seriously having doubts about telling him. “What is it Angela. You can tell me. Is something wrong?” Steve asked. Nothing was actually wrong I don't think, I was just having trouble actually talking at that. The space was rounded, like a dome, and so was the furniture, everything was made in a style she had never seen before and hugged perfectly against the walls. It was like a foreign, absolutely beautiful art. Along half of the curved wall, a large, stone-like structure stood. Both ends were made into shelves and cubbies that held various items, Old, loosely bound books, a couple jars full of silver and black liquid, many carved stone figurines, and a few odd objects she couldnt identify were. The pleasure was exhilarating. By the middle of the night we were already exhausted but then he took me by my hand to our living room and made me sprawl down on the marble floor. He brought a tray of chocolate pastries from our kitchen and lathered it all over my bosom and waist. He lathered some over his body and then we started eating each other. I felt his tongue and teeth moving around my boobs and waist and he also ate my pussy after every minute. I also sucked his nipples and kissed him. I started dealing the first hand and me and Rory folded straight away getting bummed with awful hands while the girls fretted about with picture cards. This is going to be like taking lambs to a slaughter I mouth to Rory. The subsequent hands progress pretty evenly; well that’s what the girls are thinking. Rory and myself are playing stupid so the girls don’t twig they’re getting a raw deal. As the girls reveal their bodies bit by bit as they remove each piece of clothing the smiles on us guys.