That might help you feel a little less constrained. Don’t you agree, Ben?”“Hehe, that would be sooo naughty.” I giggled and even considered it...for a second before turning him down, “I couldn’t do that. I barely know you guys. You’d think I was some kind of slut.” I giggled again.Art leaned in close and whispered, “Aww c’mon, we are all friends over here. It’s not like we’d be able to see anything anyways. Your clothes would still be covering all the important bits”I continued to giggle and. "Rebecca let out a pained sigh and let her head fall onto the back of the sofa. Closing her eyes, she said, "I don't think it would work anyhow." It's worth a try. Isn't it?" I said hopefully.Rebecca sighed again, and after another moment of thought, nodded her head slightly.My heart began to pound in my chest. The thought of having my sister's deliciously full breast in my mouth set my cunt on fire. Gently, I raised her breast a bit and leaned toward the milk engorged boob.Rebecca shuddered as. .. for some time," he informed Rodney. "Baby have good care and be raised in true African tradition."Rodney was utterly dumbfounded. "Michelle will want to go home. She'll want to go home with the baby ... very soon after," he said.The devious Sarge planted the seeds of doubt and they stayed with Rodney. Weeks past. Kato showed up in the village whenever Rodney wasn't around and often stayed with Michelle for days at a time. At first she was reluctant to sleep with Kato, but it didn't take long. Her husband was still outside on his way in so he didn’t see it either. Now, we all go into the den for a drink, I made her a Martini, he had a beer and my wife a Southern Comfort Manhattan, her favorite. We all sat down the three of them on the couch and me in my recliner, directly across from them. She sat on the extreme end of the couch her husband in the middle and my wife on the other end, good thing. My Grand Niece crosses her legs Indian style and as I look I can see the hairs protruding.