Both of them, too, wore suits, but without the ties; the big guy had an explosion of chest hair visible under his open collar, and his hands looked pr...etty furry as well. Cesar Romero wouldn't have worried me if I'd run into him on the street; I wouldn't have cared to meet either of the others in even a moderately lit alley.It appeared that Susan's—well, Ariel's—senator pal had a second team. From Cesar Romero's soft Latin inflections, and the swarthy appearance of his cohorts, I wondered. He sat in the chair.“Since you two have been yearning for each other,” he ordered, “I want to watch you make love.”Immediately Ginger pulled Raven to her and kissed her. He liked that she stripped Raven between kisses.Again, Raven’s body reminded Joe of Moe. Slim and elegant, yet surprisingly full breasts and ass. A woman sexier naked than dressed up for the allure.Except for the shoes, Ginger remained fully dressed when she guided Raven onto her back on the bed. Her mouth took its time. He reached his hand out, and drew it ever so lightly across the peach-perfect cheeks of her upraised ar$e. He could feel the heat rising from them. Still see in the candlelight the rosy red glow of them, achieved by the weight of his cupped and then his flattened hand. The the light play paddles. She had loved those. Begged for more of them later. He had been so happy to obluge. No other implement though apart from the gentle play paddles. she had liked them. she had liked them a great deal.. I gathered our flashlights together and handed her one while I tucked the other under my coat. The last thing we wanted to do was to wake up in total darkness and play blind man's bluff searching for a flashlight in pitch-blackness."Good God! You weren't kidding," I grumbled. The interior of the sleeping bag was not much warmer than the surface of an ice cube.Within seconds, Alice was all over me like an octopus. She pulled me into a spooning position with the cheeks of my ass pressed into her.