John was eating it up, literally. Bill stepped up and put his stiffening cock in my mouth. Round two wasstarting. "Dude," he said to John, "I always...thought she was a prude. Iwas so wrong". Suddenly, it hit me as I was tasting my pussy and his cumon his cock. I was the one who had changed! I had changed a lot from thewoman who was a prude and morally outraged to learn her husband was untrue.Yes, under my tutelage, John had learned to love eating cum. But comparethat to me: I loved to. " Delighted to accommodate you!"I rolled out of bed, and retrieved my cord. I tied her wrists to her ankles, leaving her with her face pressed to the sheets. I paused to admire her from this perspective, her hair spread across the bed, her nipples erecting, her taut abdomen, her trim thighs folded against her calves. She looked back at me, a question in her eyes.I gave her a guy response. "What?" Why are you looking at me that way? Nobody has ever looked at me like you are, right now." Well, I. Today I’d prefer to find a nice, secluded nude beach and spend the bikini money on beer.Our friends were also into having fun at the beach. However, her suit was closer to a red bra and pantie set than my idea of a bikini. On our third beach day we left early to drive down the coast to Coco Beach to watch the shuttle launch. Pretty amazing! The sight, the sound and the shaking of the ground was something that you’ll not soon forget!The next day we drove back to Orlando. I hoped that we would. I rejected Sabrina's suggestion that we hire strippers.Either no one had heard about the blowup Friday night or everyone was able to successfully pretend they knew nothing because the atmosphere was festive and anticipatory. I began to believe it myself, which made it easy for me to play my role.Sandy was having a great time listening to all the stories and the good-natured denigration of men. With her hair and makeup done she looked captivating. She was going to have no end of men chasing.