And these panties,’ she continued while demonstrating, ‘have only two. For each question we get through, I’ll untie a string. When we get throug... five questions, there’ll be absolutely nothing keeping my clothes on. I KNOW you know what to do after that. So what do you say—deal?’ I was going to go along with it anyway, but I certainly couldn’t pass it up now. I was already eyeing the little bit of cleavage showing above her top, and lusted to see more. ‘Okay, who goes first?’ I said. ‘I’ll go. .." well that still feels pretty wet, better get that off" "are you serious?" he grabbed her bra strap and tugged lightly " either you do it or I do" she leaned forward and reached behind to unclasp her bra, she let the straps slide down her arms and lifted the cups off her tits "do I need to check the panties " he asked "no" she slowly slid her panties off "there now don't you feel better, now lets warm you up" he reached back over and started groping her tits, massaging them, rubbing. Like ... he does what you're doing Mr. Hamilton." And what else do you do for him? Besides sucking his cock?" I'm not sure why I asked that crude question but I think it helped me gain my main objective for she spread her legs apart."I don't ... like ... not like I did for you Mr. Hamilton Mostly he just touches me ... feels me." And do you play with his cock?" I ... like ... I do that too," and her little hand reached out almost shyly to touch my rigid tool. Even though she'd had it in her. ”“You mean our normal overworked and over-stressed life?”“No, smart ass. You know what I mean.”“Yes, I do know what you mean, Allie. But I’m not sure we can go back—at least not to the way it was.”“Why not?” she asked, raising her voice above the breaking surf.I stopped walking and pulled her to me. “Because… too much has happened. We can’t go back. I think our only option is to move forward.”“I agree, but there’s still much we need to discuss about our past. It appears we still have a lot to.