"It is kinda short, huh?" she said with a coy smile."I like it. Bend over for me," I asked as I reached for the hem in the back, starting to lift the ...kirt up again."Get your mind out of the gutter," she said, brushing my hands away."No, look," I said, pushing her shoulders forward to get another glimpse of the clefts of where her thighs met her ass. "I can see your ass. Very hot!"She bent forward; putting her hands on her knees and pushing her ass out in a Betty Page pose and looked back at. While I ask her the wife looks from across the room telling me later her shuddering and chills of anticipation caused a pair of erasers to peek through the material of her shirt becoming more pronounced when I brushed her shoulder. The wife came up behind her brushing her lower back then rubbing her neck generating a deep breath, then grabbing Mitch's hair above her neck the wife holds it firmly and whispers that you should Just DO what your told and you don't have to answer. Mitch goes Ok-. “Rhett, that isn’t a good idea, bud.” I said. “If anyone ever finds that we’d both be fucked.” Rhett replied, “It was Leslie’s idea, she wants this weekend documented. It will go with her when we are done. No worries big brother!”I shut up and let Leslie do her work. Leslie got down between my legs and licked the length of my cock with her tongue. The feelings in my body were pure electricity. She licked down to my balls and sucked on each one in turn, then she went back to the head of my cock. She looked me over and then her eyes narrowed, as she seemed to notice something below my chin."Tell me, what is this symbol that you wear?" she asked me in a soft voice.At first I didn't know what she was referring to but then realized that she must be talking about the Pentacle I usually wear under my shirt. I don't normally display it, so it had probably fallen out into view when I was moved into this room."It's... it's a symbol of protection." I stammered. I was a little dismayed that my.