”I watched my wife open her mouth as he pulled her head to him and saw his head disappear into her mouth. She groaned softly as he pushed his head f...rther into her mouth until she almost gagged.“Suck it bitch,” he commanded her as he looked around at me. “Come over here, slick. I want you to watch me fuck your woman’s mouth with my black cock.”I almost stumbled as I moved closer to the bed, getting onto it beside the two of them.“Get your face down close and watch my cock fuck your wife,” he. Next day afternoon I was still asleep, something made me wake up, neha had just got up, she came straight to me and began kissing, telling in sexy voice, sorry honey yesterday I dosed off, you might be disappointed, I want my morning milk shake, I begin to order from reception, she said, not that darling, your cock, I want that milk, saying that she began, her morning dose of blow job, I fucked her mouth thoroughly, she was taking my whole cock, gulping it, she might have inspired by porn, she. Why do you ask?” I responded.“Because our dress code most assuredly is clothing optional when we’re in the cabin. Most of us go skyclad when we aren’t working or cooking or if safety requires we remain covered up. I’m glad that you’re comfortable with this,” Sheila said, as she pulled her sweater over her head and exposed her braless chest.I used to think I was pretty jaded and nothing would surprise me. Wrong. What do you say to a skyclad lady? I felt like I was playing a bit part on Candid. We were given a fancy place to live in, paid for, if we were willing to let millions of people around the world watch our every action within those walls. The cameras were linked to a site online. The people that paid our rent made money from the subscriptions of viewers who were into voyeurism. Bear and I were fine with that. It wasn't like we would ever meet anyone who saw us. And there was something exciting about the complete exposure of living under those conditions.Bear took her suitcase.