In fact, he had seen a few women wearing Wicked Weasel bathing suits. He had heard about them and seen their web site. And, to his amazement, the web ...ite was true to their word. He could see that the sheerness of the material left nothing to the imagination. More than once Steve’s penis reacted to the view. Steve had closed his eyes and was enjoying the warm weather when he heard someone shuffle the lounge chair that was a few feet away. Looking over, he saw that a woman wearing a black bikini. After a glance from Jacqui, he went to Melissa and commanded, "Suck this, doll."Melissa looked at it and pleaded, "No! No! Please don't!" Further complaints were silenced as Steve fed his cock into her mouth. Thoughts of biting were banished by Jacqui's hissed warning in her ear. It moved slowly back and forth, never quite triggering her gag reflex.Even this submission wasn't enough. Encouraged by probing hands and verbal threats, Melissa began sucking his organ and running her tongue along its. Her feet folded below her curvaceous buttocks, a yellow nail varnish on her toes. A mass of black hair, gently rubbing against the peachy, white inner thighs of my wife.For a second time that day, my anger subsided and was replaced by an immediate bulge in my pants. I took out my mobile phone, hardly able to activate the video camera as my hands and fingers were trembling so much. I started filming, making sure I captured the lesbian action that my wife was engaged in on the bed, then started. So I jumped out of the car grabbed the keys from the ignition locked her car and we turned the car around and made our way homeward . The conversation on the way was about how awful cars are and mobile phones and signals our passenger told us her name was Tracy and she was visiting the area alone on a mission to find a nice hotel for her husband’s close approaching birthday. We were soon home and as I pulled up through our gates on to the drive the security lights came on Jill quickly got out.