" Trust me," I laughed, "the only thing she wants you and me to do together is keep our fucking clothes on around each other from now on!"Sean smirked...and giggled, "Like that's going to happen." he then appeared serious, "Are you in shit now? --I mean, see didn't see anything ... really." A boned up man and two boned up boys? --Nah, ... that's kewl, happens all the time, right?" I said facetiously, "It's just that we were using her good guest towels. --She'll get over it!" I joked and tousled. “Piss in my mouth first,” she breathed, fumbling at the buttons on her sweater to reveal a bra that matched her panties.“Please?” She pleaded as I hesitated.“For me, you’ll try?”I simply nodded, closing my eyes as she took me in her mouth again, trying to relax. Fortunately, I’d had several beers shortly before we’d met, trying to at least make an effort into socializing. Enough that it didn’t take long to realize that my bladder was fairly full.I watched as she slipped out of her sweater and. Again, black ink tattooed into my wife’s soft white flesh. This time three different initials – MBM – which for the life of me I couldn’t fathom out. Again, long moments went by as I just stared at the black ink, totally dumbstruck that Jill had allowed this to happen right at the point where we were ending this lifestyle.Standing back, it was then that I realized what a fool I was. Callan had been right. Not only had Jill kicked him into the long grass, the markings Jill had agreed to tell me. . they were all pretty tight and short, people could see lot of skin with them. She told me I looked so darn cute with them and my other one was way too much conservative. She was dominant but other than that she was sweet to me and took care of me. She just loved showing myself to her friends and people around like I was her trophy or something like that so I did not whine about it plus I didn't want to lose that sweet pussy, it was the best pussy I ever tasted it was so yummy. I wasn't able.