I wasn't sure how he'd made the connection between her and his missing steward, but Sue handled herself beautifully. She told Peter that she and Micha...el were acquainted and that Michael had left instructions for her to receive his invitation if his business trip kept him from attending. Peter seemed to accept this but I couldn't quell the alarm I felt.The private party was a much smaller event, held on Peter's terrace. Slaves paraded around dressed like Arabian harem girls, while Peter and his. The jingling of the bracelets got on his nerves.He dropped the jewelry. Shivering from the cold wetness of his naked chest and drenched running tights, he rose, pressing his jaws together to keep his teeth from chattering.Well, he had to shower anyway, didn’t he?The water fell hot and steaming on his neck and back, soaking his cold core until the muscles relaxed. He shampooed his hair and carefully checked every fold and cranny like he did every morning, soaping his armpits and his loins,. In the afternoon. I was taking rest in my room not taken bath yet. Suddenly, my maid came and said that take bath and have something then go off to sleep. I agreed and went to take my bath.When I had gone to take bath and I was taking too much time, the maid suddenly knocked the door to tell me to be fast. She found the door was not locked from inside by mistake. During the knocking of the door the door opened and I saw she was glaring at me as I was nude and my 9″ dick was giving salute to. "Uh shit, uh!" said Liz, violently stripping off her bra as she threw it away, her heart raced as adrenaline consumed her body. She immediately looked down, grabbed his face and started making out with him again, french kissing.Her lower body vibrated and started to grind on his shredded abs but she could not contain the arousal, the rest of the clothing was in the way. She wanted to feel free, to break from the constraints the clothes had on her. It had to go, the rest of the clothing had to.