I sat there watching as my whore wife kissed Phyllis, swapping tongues and watching as Carmen sucked on Phyllis's tongue before she broke off and look...ng over at me, "Leave us" she said to me and I got up and headed for the spare room to do some work. Carmen takes over now. As Phyllis and I sat there waiting until we were alone, I glanced down and now saw that Phyllis had on a colorful short skirt and white top and heels while I was dressed in a halter style top that exposed my cleavage and a. When she twisted her hips and put one foot a little out in front of her like she was making a pool shot, the gusset pulled away to give me a nice look at the side of her shaved mound to where I could almost see her lips and clit. Almost. She had a huge grin as she leaned forward to show me how the top would pull completely away to let me see all of her bare breast. It took her making a very specific pose, but she already knew exactly how to do it.“Perfect,” she told me. “You got it right the. Let me see, where are Lindsey’s pants? Ok now which pocket is it in, found it. “Lindsey, what’s your birthday?” “0507, why?” “its you’re phone password right?” no response. I turned on the phone and typed in her birth date. That self-centered bitch, of course its her birthday that’s important to her and I bet that the other is the same. “Ok so lets see what you have on here, but first” I turned the camera on and took a couple of pictures with the digital sound of the shutter going off every. I’m soaked, and I growl out. For some reason this makes Nikki laugh. “Something funny?” I ask her, still trying to hide my hard-on. “It’s not too often a man is under my sink, with his shirt off, soaked and clearly sporting a hard cock, honey. The sight is delicious. Can you blame me?” I’m stunned into silence, unsure what to say. I grab the wrench and twist the pipe tight, and crawl out from under the sink. “I suppose not, but now I’m all wet.” “Awe, now let me help you out of those wet.