The boots looked sort of like Wellington's but again without obvious metal parts, the watch cap was indistinguishable from the wool cap Cameron carrie... in a back pocket of his fishing vest. The belt was braided twine spliced to two wooden rings which served the place of a buckle. The kerchief was a 30" square of a deep red silk like fabric. The pile was topped by a pair of woolen boot socks."Oops," said Megan, "I guess we missed something." Cameron used his own underwear and put on the rest of. I climbed in the back with her. She was still naked and defiantly smelled of sex. I took off my pants and climbed on top to kiss her. Once we broke our kiss she whispered "Please lick me". How could I say no. I slid down the vans seat kissing as I went. When I got down to her pussy area it was really wet. I kissed it gently and started to lick. I don't remember her being this wet before. She was soaked from her and him. He was actually still leaking out from inside her. I started licking and. Maybe not even that, maybe I'm just his whore to them, but that doesn't matter either. The only person whose opinion matters is Dent's. If he thinks of me as his wife, then I'm his wife. If I'm nothing but his whore, then I'm his whore. If all he wants from me is for me to spread my legs it doesn't matter; he'll still have my love and devotion." But where does that leave me?" Sosho whined. "What am I to be? Is Dent now my father? Cousin? Master? Do I become his wife also?" Hmm," Nesho. My hands reached to their dicks and stroked them gently. Anto pushed my head towards his dick suggesting taking his meat inside his mouth. After running down his dick a few times, I took on Brett and sucked his dick for equal number of times. They were totally aroused after the gentle oral tease on their dicks as they took me down on the floor and pulled off whatever clothes that had remained on me. Anto resumed squeezing and sucking my breasts as though he was fond of breasts more than.