My wife and I carried on kissing and touching on the bed, I was as horny as fuck and so was she, I was kissing her neck and feeling her 44DD tits, and... she was stroking my 6 and a half inch cock.Suddenly in the middle of the moment, there was a knock on the door, I got up and opened it slightly as not to reveal my rock hard cock, and it was the barman we'd been talking to downstairs, he was around 30 years old, 6 foot and dark haired.He came in with a tray carrying our drinks, and as I stepped. The driver of the other vehicle, a somewhat overweight white guy in his late forties with an annoyed look on his face had gotten out of his door. He was moving to the rear to inspect the damage to his vehicle. Finding the extent of the damage was minor but still existent, his face took on a scowl, followed by another ... strange expression as he looked up to be confronted by two luscious college coeds who had just climbed out of a Caddy ... and their security zone."Well, Missy, it looks like. Then I took her chin in one hand and tilted her face up until her eyes met mine. I held her gaze, angry as it was. I loved that she was furious with me but unable to tear her eyes away. And when I raised my hand and gave her a much harder swat on the behind than any of the previous ones it was fascinating to see how her pupils dilated. Aside from a sudden huff of breath as the blow struck her she said nothing. But she was getting angrier, I could tell, and when she tried to remove her arms. “Like you. My teacher can ignore the cold entirely.”Sarette hesitated, then nodded. It wasn’t her place to judge the other woman’s abilities. “Did you need something? There’ll be tea soon.”“I couldn’t sleep with all this,” Shavala said, pointing up at the sky. “I’ve never felt so... much of a storm before. Is it always like this?”“No, but it happens. This is why most of our people live in Snow Crown—it’s sheltered from the worst of it.”A blast of wind came from the direction opposite the two.