A cool breeze blew through the open tent flap, bringing the fresh smell of the sea and stirring across the three lovers.  The unmistakable scent of Neomi's arousal wafted on the breeze, reaching Lilith's nose.  There could be no doubt that 'the empress' was enjoying herself as well.  Her breath, deep and deliberate caused her breasts to rise and fall as she watched with interest that spoke of her own growing arousal.  The moon sank low letting the light dim by degrees in the tent, though none of the three noticed such a small detail.