I couldn’t look at them due to my blindfold. I could imagine what they looked like. “Is there anything you’d like to say to your husband to acco...pany these pictures, Maria?” Matteo asked.“Say this, ‘We’re hosting a small get together of important people to whom you’ve shown my nude pictures. Giovanni thought they might appreciate seeing the real thing instead of a photograph. He expects me to show every consideration to our guests. I’m sure you can appreciate what that consideration might be.’. Her cheeks were now caved in, and I could hear her breathing through her nose, as she struggled to keep her nipple in her mouth. After a minute of being stuck in this embarrassing position, she was finally allowed to let her breast drop down, and quickly covered herself up with her t-shirt.It was Mike's turn next, and he was about to ask his question, but the doorbell rang. Lisa started to get up off of the table, but Ron told her to stay there. She was noticeably nervous, and looked down at. My heart begins to race as I wonder how I look…if my make up is just right or if a hair got missed when I was getting waxed. “Are the seams on my stockings straight?” I wonder. This guy likes to surprise me and doesn’t tell me how many men are going to be participating. As I exit my vehicle, the door into the house opens and my buddy walks out, naked, fully erect…followed by another guy…followed by another…followed by another :-)They direct me to my knees and I begin lovingly stroking. ”“No,” I agreed. “Word would be out in seconds. I’ll think about it while you’re out today. If I knew Ciera even a little bit better I’d ask her.”“But we don’t trust Ciera, do we?” Liz said.I shrugged. It wasn’t a matter of trust for me. She had ample opportunities to cause me massive amounts of pain (inadvertently or purposefully) but she’d always been careful.“Do we?” Liz asked again.“I guess not,” I said (because that was obviously the only answer that would suffice). “While we’re talking.