I was a tiny little string bikini. It didn't hide a lot. It had a little triangle patch in the front and everywhere else was just string. The strap up...the back was like shoe string. It tied on the sides with string. The top was a little better with two larger pieces of cloth held together with string. I knew my wife wouldn't normally wear this but I went ahead and bought it. It seems the smaller the suit, the more it cost. This was over $50.00 for this little piece of material.I took the suit. That was both good and bad for Tony. Good, because Maria and Harriet had been able to keep their rivalry in check; bad, because Tony had hoped for the two most important women in his life to become friends. They never progressed to that.It was with a mixed feeling of loss and relief that Tony had given orders to make ready for sea. Three weeks spent in the port of Cartagena had been the most he could justify, and now his orders specified that he touched Kingston on the return journey to pick up. They were all pretty shaken up, including Angie herself. Only the Devil was calm, for obvious reasons. They were all also naked, much to my amusement and delight. They averted their eyes for a moment, but I wasn’t having it from any of them, especially Angie.“So, this is the monogamous, ‘clean-living’ way of life that you left me to pursue? What did you do, leave the Mormon Church already? That didn’t take you what, six months, tops? Are any of these men your boyfriend? Or fiance by now,. I had sucked on his tongue until it had grown numb. I had pressed my tits against his chest until my pink nipples were hard and excited. I had licked his ebony skin between his thighs, up to his balls until my lips stung from the taste of the salt on his skin.I had strapped on a black plastic dildo, had him down on all fours. I pumped the plastic cock in and out of his ass, fucking him like a man fucks a woman he never thought he'd ever have the chance to take. Slow with a little hesitation at.