" Okay, you do have a point."When the Gunny opened the door, I thought I was back in the Air Force. His apartment looked a lot like my room in the NCO...barracks. He had somehow gotten hold of a military issue bunk. It was complete with steel pipe frame and open wire springs. The mattress on top did look a lot thicker than anyone I ever had in a barracks situation. He even had a throw and big ass pillow that made it look like a sofa, sorta. The difference was that at the head and foot of the bed,. So, we laid there, engaged in a passionate 69, the sun shinning down on our sweaty bodies. I kept eating her out and finger fucking her asshole, and she took breaks from sucking my off to let out moans on delight. What ever I was doing, it was working. Her pussy was becoming wetter by the minute, and the juices dripped down into my mouth, and I swallowed every bit of it with delight. My next step had her flat on her back as I continued to eat her pussy. While I ate her out, I pressed by hand on. I knew he wanted to look at me. I had a wicked desire to rub my nudity in his face. I wanted him to be able to see all the way inside of me and see what he could not touch. I knew my nephew could see my puffy, wet clit as the clothespin bit into it, and I didn’t care.I know I was acting like a rotten brat, but I couldn’t help myself.He ran away with a pout on his face like a little bitch. I chuckled and continued working as if I had done nothing wrong. I knew I had, and a wave of guilt washed. It just reminded me of a saying, which I don’t even believe, or at least I’ve had no experience to know one way or another. Anyway, knowing Maggie, it’s just so interesting to see her out on her own. Or rather, not on her own, but without you. I know that she’ll always be the perfect wife. Which is why I both love her and hate her at the same time.”I feared that Debbie was talking quickly and struggling not to offend me. I helped out.“It’s all good, Debbie. Maggie’s out with a colleague,.