One option is she will place the chain around her neck and the key will take it’s home between her breasts.The second option is she will choose some...ne else to hold the key and she will place the chain around that persons neck.The third option is she will let the balls decide. Anyone who might want to carry the key will place their numbered ball in the bingo cage. The cage will be spun and which ever numbered ball comes out first. I will offer the key personally to that person.The first two. Since Paris has the nicer pool, we agreed to meet there around 3pm.Despite the excitement, we were both a little nervous for sure but we were both eager beavers. After lining up to check in, we got to our room and wanted to get to the pool ASAP. I put on my black bikini with a loose dress over the top, Pat put on his red speedos (both our favorites). It was only then that Pat realized I hadn’t packed ANY shorts for him. He wasn’t upset but he was bothered a little bit. I figured that if we ate. .. ever. And by damn, I’m not going to fail at this, either. What I’ve been doing hasn’t worked, so I’m going to try something new. You with me?“Camp hesitated before saying, “He’s flying a two-man interceptor. That should limit him to forward guns only, but the guy is too confident. Fuck, he keeps telling us to put on our A game. He isn’t stupid, so I suspect that somehow, he’s going to be able to operate all his guns. Again, I hate to admit it, but with the way his wives took us apart, I’m. “Whoa, you wanna have sex with your own brother?” Jessica asked.I was more than a little embarrassed. I knew how I felt, but telling anyone can be uncomfortable. “Yes. I've just become really attracted to him. And I've spied on him a couple of times. And I just really wanna be with him. I wanna suck on his nicely sized cock so badly honestly,” I replied. “Shit Jill,” Jessica said. “I know, and I want him to ram me,” I replied. “This is huge. And he has no idea?” Jessica asked. “Nope,” I.