"I just want to cum," I replied."Then let me lick your pussy, Cami."My wife began to kiss my lips and my neck before drifting down towardthe breast fo...ms which still sat in their pockets. She kissed them,and slipped a finger under the soft material of the bra, to trace acircle around the fake nipple. I gave in and arched my back against hermouth, as if I had breasts."That's it Cami. Be the girl."My wife finally centered her attention on my crotch, but only part ofit. She started at the base. The person who won the contest, Beth Adams, what do we know about her?”Bernard rifled through his files he had brought with him.”Beth Adams. From London, England. She is an Architect, self employed. The dog, Diamond, belongs to Anon, but is local. Because of the subject matter we don’t inquire too much. She signed all the necessary forms, not belonging to, working for, etc any law organization here in the USA, Interpol, etc. all in front of two witnesses.”“Presumably you have a contact number?”. " Is that what you look at most of the time when you look at thosepictures?" Uh huh." Do you ever think about my tits, Bobby. Have you ever seen my barebreasts?" Uh, no I haven't," he stammered honestly, wondering what his motherwas getting at now. Norma then suddenly stood and said, "Wait herejust a minute, OK - I'll be right back," as she opened the bathroomdoor and turned down the hallway.A minute later she was back and re-seated herself on the edge ofthe tub. In her hand she held what. ”“That’s quite alright, it was my pleasure. My name is David by the way, what is yours?”“Donna.”“Well Donna, enjoy the rest of your day and take care with the shopping.” With this I turned and walked briskly back towards my house without looking round. I did sneak a look back as I turned the corner and lost sight of Donna. I could swear that she was looking at me but I could have been mistaken of course.During the next week I saw Donna every day in the shop. Each time we said hello to each.