Here, however, its not in the form of beads. Looks like a tool of some kind."My fellow digger, Wallis, shook his head. "I can't keep up. Its like tryi...g to catch an oiled pig. Pretty near impossible." I smiled. If he knew that I had an uncanny gift to read the nuances and details in almost any writing, and almost always decipher its meaning, he would probably be a little less amazed. But I kept my secret, for now. Looking at the map again, I saw that it was in fact an ancient coordinate chart. She placed my hand on her one breast which was perfect size for her body. I found out later that she was a 34B. But she was a petite girl and anything bigger would have looked silly. I started to rub both breast and then unbuttoned her shirt. No protest, things were going great. I struggled a bit with the bra, but she help and soon she was topless. I licked and sucked her nipples which were caused her to arch her back. I accidentally bit a bit on the one nipple and I thought "Oh Shit" but. As I undressed, he continued snapping pictures until all my clothes laid on the floor leaving my young naked body completely exposed to him.My pussy was dripping wet and loved the way he ordered me around taking my picture. I kept eyeing his huge erection pushing against his pajamas and have to take him in my mouth. So I dropped to the floor, crawled over to him and grabbed the sides of his pj’s pulling them down releasing his thick juicy cock.Taking his fat cock in my hand, I notice the. I could make a meal out of sucking his pole. Apparently we had been too involved with what we were doing that neither one of us heard my husband, Adam, come home. The bedroom was a loft with no door. He had full view of everything that we were doing. I heard him ask what was going on. I prepared for him to explode. He was standing at the side of the bed, watching me and Steve. We hadn’t realized that our hands had not stopped trailing across each other while we waited to see what Adam was going.