We are a perfect match since I prefer to be my usual submissive dressed up. I’m still in my dress jacket, my pants are on my left leg together with ...a shiny, Italian shoe. My underpants are ripped open, exposing my poor little man pussy. My left foot have lost the shoe, but my dress socks with garters are in the air together with my dignity – Stephan likes that.Me too.Stephan’s specialty is married family men. He likes the idea that they, after their encounters, stumbling home to wife and k**s. I retrieved a hard suitcase from the under-bed storage and we carefully stowed her dress and my suit and shirt. Our normal, informal attire went into the duffel-style overnight bags we each carried on our weekend outings.After packing, we went to bed, cuddling in the cool air of the trailer, listening to the north wind howling outside. The cuddle started something because a little redhead pushed me from lying on my side, facing her, onto my back, and her mouth fastened to my chest.I felt teeth.. I sucked wildly like baby goat milking from the mother goat while I was holding my two hands on her buttocks. Then I kissed her lips. I sucked her lips. But she was not active on that. She was not giving the lips properly. So I made her to lie on the bed and try to lick her pussy. The soap was not clearly gone from her pussy. The foam was there on her pussy hair. I licked her clits for that she giggled a lot.Then I undress myself; my erected cock was hanging in air. I looked at her. She told to. "Considering we're talking about three meals per day for eight people, that's a lot of food. On top of that, add the fact that we're talking about a fourteen-bedroom house that's going to be 24,000 square feet in size." Fourteen bedrooms? Isn't eight enough for you?" Sonya asked."Guests and visiting family members," I reminded her. "Also remember that we may want children sometime down the road."That brightened some eyes.At that point, Angie walked in supporting a zombie beside her."Hi, kitten..