"Now how about a top for Nancy?" Find one of Bob's sweat shirts. That'll cover her like a blanket." Neat, then we'll get all the attention. Sorry to h...ve to hide those gorgeous knockers of yours, Nancy. Unless you want to rethink the topless idea. Kidding, just kidding."Sandy returned with a short-sleeved, light-gray, cotton pull over. "Long sleeves would waterlog you, and you might drown. Ha, ha. Try this on."Nancy slipped it over her head. It extended to her thighs and was baggy as a bag. The blowjob continues and within seconds I start to cum, you remove the cock from your mouth and I start to shoot big stream of cum in to the air. I’m shaking as it seems to keep on coming and in the middle of my orgasm you remove the blindfold from my face.To my surprise I don’t see my wife between my legs but it’s a guy. I turn my head to my wife with a questioning look on my face.“I told you that I didn’t like to see you with a girl but I never told you anything about guys," she said with a. Switching on the camera and turning it to selfie, I held it in front of me, and spread my legs. I clicked, saw the image. I typed the words. My shaved wet cunt. My fingers trembled as I attached the photo. A thrill of delight and pride rippled from my feet to my scalp as I pressed the send button. I sat at the table, willing her to answer, flipping back and forth between the before and after pictures, memorizing the difference. I thought of Mitch, and what he would think. I'd have to tell him I. It was still dark outside so I looked at the clock and saw that it was only five thirty. We had slept almost twenty hours straight.I quickly showered, but didn't shave. I put the wig with the glasses on, and almost busted up laughing at the image. Butch was going to have a fit. I put the .308 barrel with the silencer into my sports bag and wished that I had another bag to put the bundles of money in. I ended up putting it behind the closet wall with the rifle and the 'Baby' Glock 26. I put a.