I simultaneously felt like covering her with a towel and like pulling her bikini down.I was restless, my eyes furtive and uncertain. Every time May st...od to adjust her towel, I watched his eyes, yet they stayed firmly in his book and I began to think my imagination was working overtime. My anxiety began to fade and I lay back as May was, eyes closed, listening to the gentle waves, the cries of children. Until a while later, when her gentle, persistent nudging made me aware I had dozed off.She. Over the next two weeks, my wife had me eat her out as she read, out loud, stories of white husbands being forced to suck off black men by their wives. Before I could ask her if she was trying to hint at something, she would pass out. Sarah changed the conversation if I brought it up, saying it was only appropriate talk for the bedroom. She also began making me read or hear her stories while jerking off, and only cumming when she let me. If I came too soon, I would be in the cage longer. One. "I... I don't think there's enough room for both of us, Cupcake. "I was shocked when my wife spoke up and said, "Oh, Kevin. Just let your daughter squeeze in beside you, already!"I gave my wife a 'what the fuck' look and replied, "Okay. Come on over, Stevie."Happily, Stevie managed to squeeze into the right side of me while I put my arm over her shoulder. Stevie, before nestling into my armpit, tossed the blanket over the top of us and said, "There, Daddy, that should keep us both warm."Stevie. "She said that the two of you were going to go against the Leathernecks today, and if we wanted a piece of it we should meet about five miles north of Fort Kennedy at midnight tonight."Ben blinked. Lara had done what? Why? When? He wasn't sure if he should be angry at her or thank her. Confused, he pushed his feelings back and tried to get more information. "So you went to Suzi and called up the Vultures, huh?" He looked around, counting bodies. "There's more than just Vultures here." The.