Despite the fact that we had eaten a truly great meal, we dug in. The hash browns were well cooked. Neither of us said a word. Amy let go of my hand s... I could eat. She moved her hand to my thigh. It created a warm distraction.It was quiet. We were about half finished with our hash browns. I said, "You said you wanted to see us and talk. It's quiet. Since you have nothing more to say, when we finish eating, we will leave. Do not repeat this again. Do not follow us. If you do, we will leave you. I careened my view around to see the black robes of a nun standing behind us on the deck, the familiar white tight starch cover ringing her face with black head garb draped down around and the soft sound of large bead’s length hanging.The face of this creature was quite charming, beautiful actually, and I began to turn around and out of my lover’s grip. “Hello?” “I’m here for Mrs. Jordan, Sylvia,” came the response.“This is she,” I said having turned, kneeling up, but keeping my waist below the. I was a woman. I knew it, I felt it, I wanted it so bad. I couldn't get enough of these drunken teasing sessions, and I wanted to take it to the next step. We would always let it culminate right to the edge of actual sex, and then stop short.I began to get frustrated. "Why can't I start? I'm so ready to suck a dick, I just can't wait any longer! Please, mistress. The next time we have a party please, at least let me suckle on the tip of one of their cocks until he comes in my mouth. I need it.. It was a less crowd, comprising mostly 10 people, all the ladies were very young, but the males were middle aged and there I got to see his boss, man in his early forties, money spoke of his appearance, his suit was a n armani, with a rolex watch, and I clearly knew why my wife is sleeping around, there was too much money.Vishakas boss came in, my wife, walked sexily towards him, he hit her on ass, she moned, they had a long kiss, vishaka was turned to be a whore, they sat in a sofa, she.