" Thakkor looked over toward the tent, the sounds of whispering and giggling carrying on the night breezes. "What do you think they're talking about?"...We probably don't want to know."Thakkor and Trell laughed, knowing he was likely correct."I am so happy for you, Alicia," Gwen said, hugging her blonde friend. "My husband would likely thank you for telling me all the naughty details — if he knew that it was the reason I was ravishing him when I return home."Alicia laughed, still blushing from. I saw from a distance that my girlfriend had opened her door and a couple of guys were leaning in as I approached I could see that they had they cocks out, one fingering my girlfriends cunt the other playing with her tits. She was talking to them, telling them to make her cum and call her a whore and shoot their spunk over her. My approach didn’t slow down the activity, one guy acknowledged me as I climbed in beside her and proceeded to shoot spunk over her tits, moving away another cock. ”“I’d rather our tax dollars be spent on those girls than building bombs.”I looked up to one of the corners to ceiling and saw a small device. “That’s one of the cameras, isn’t it?”“Yep, everything will be recorded.”“Even when I’m in the bathroom?”“We’ll tell you how to turn those cameras off when you need to.”“Good, because the girls and I don’t plan on being celibate while we’re here.”“Oh, don’t turn them off then! That’s one of the things we need to study most!”“You’ve got to be kidding. It was on the way from the restaurant to the bar that the breeze picked up and blew up her skirt up for the first time that night, exposing her bare ass to me. At the bar, we chatted and watched the game on TV and, as we finished our drinks, it was time to open the envelope for our game of chance. I'd put the envelope in my pocket before leaving the hotel and I pulled it out and handed it to my wife. She opened it, read it, and gave it back to me. It was the "mild" card with instructions for.