‘What the fuck was going on?’ I thought. I couldn’t get my thoughts together. I thought that maybe someone was having some Photoshop fun and tha... my wife was passed out on one of her friend’s sofas after one too many tequilas! Before I could clear my head, my phone buzzed in my hand yet again. The message read, ‘CHECK THIS ONE OUT! WHAT A SLUT!’ I saw my lovely wife, blindfolded, kneeling with her head tilted back. I could also make out one of her hands buried in her panties while the other. "I'm going to get some food" he said with a determination he didn't feel "You know the rules don't let anyone but me back in, and only if I'm alone."Britney looked up at him and nodded with a look of apprehension though Jessica didn't seem to register anything he said at all. The last twenty days of forced solitude had been hard on them all but Jessica seemed to be taking it the worst.It couldn't be helped, thought Tom as he made for the door, it was just too risky to let them outside. He. Annette, her young, tender lips already opening to accept the stiff piece of cock, obligingly moved down to see eye to eye with the cock-meat. She looked his prick directly in the eye, then began to lick its length. Starting at its base, right above his balls, she swabbed the cock-shaft, thoroughly wetting the hard, pulsating prick. Then, reaching the big head of the throbbing cock, she licked around and around that excruciatingly sensitive cockknob.Finished wetting the prick-meat, she at last. "It was custom made to fit me." That's a great outfit, Amanda" said Stern, talking like he was conducting an interview. "Looks very tight. I seem to notice that it has some cutouts." Yes, it's crotchless, and shows my nipples, which is very embarrassing."Stern took the hint. "Not to mention slutty and perverted. But I think our viewers would really like to see it on you. Would you mind?" I guess I could just put it on for a minute, so you can get the idea." She disappeared into the changing.