I actually had it in and was closing the drawer it when my anger triggered a rebellious response. Sure, she hadn't said to look. But she hadn't said n...t to, either, I reasoned. And she'd said she'd explain later, not tell me what was in it later. I pulled the top of the bag open and peered inside. All I could see was a sheet of paper, folded in half. I took it out, noting writing on the inside of the fold. DID I TELL YOU TO LOOK IN THE BAG, YOU NAUGHTY BITCH? The words made my breath catch and. ” She tells you, giving your head a nudge. You can taste him now; taste his cum; taste his stale cum. You can taste her too; you can taste your wife’s juices on another man’s cock. Your sucking and licking must be good because you can feel him stiffening inside your mouth. You have always wondered what it was like for a woman having a cock in her mouth, now you know. “That’s it get him nice and hard for me and then you can hold it and guide it into my pussy.” Before long you are gagging, not. You simply can ’ t beat that honey, can you? ” She smiled wickedly at me over her teacup. It turned out that they knew quite a bit about me, Eddie had filled them in about how I first got involved with him. Bernie loved the streaking story and went into the naughty, giggly way of speaking that I liked so much. "That must have been so exciting, whenever me and the girls need a streaker I know who to ask ” Chris interrupted and started to clear up the cups, he clapped his hands like a. Carol and I decided to go into town, look around, buy some souvenirs and maybe some local weed.Carol nodded, "I'd like to go into town."I was always up for an adventure. The front desk arranged for an Uber to pick us up. We met the driver, Jim, at the entrance. He was a tall light-skinned Jamaican, wearing a pair of khaki shorts, bare-chested. Carol was wearing a light sundress, pantiless and braless. We got in the backseat and were ready to go. During the ride, I was caressing Carol's.