Jenny looked at me in it and said, "that might cause a riot in there tonight, the older women will get jealous and the men will not be able to keep aw...y from you." That made me a little nervous and I said that maybe I shouldn't wear it. Jenny said that I would be okay, but I still wasn't sure and asked if I could make her one and then we could both wear them. She thought for a few seconds, then said, "yes please, were about the same size, can I try yours on to see if it fits." So we both. I mirror on the other and small squeaks emerge with each pinch then in her arm pit a shuddering breath then panting as Mitch deals with the sustained sensation, the wife gets in her face and tells we are being gentle right now and Mitch say's softly "ok-eek" as another clothes pin is applied to her side above her waist. The Mitch starts to take long deep breathes as we apply several lines down her back with string pinching each one for a response, the wife puts her hands on her head then leads. He looked at me quizzically, but nonetheless, slowly turned and bent over.As I started licking his pucker the sounds emanating from him became guttural. Then I saw his hands appear before he pulled his cheeks apart as far as possible, signalling his total satisfaction. When I inserted my tongue into his manhole he began to grunt. As I commenced alternating between rimming him and licking his balls, I could literally feel his body shudder with horniness. I had also begun feverishly tugging on my. A tear fell to the floor on his shadow, pooling waiting for the stream to follow. The game was definitely up. I dared not answer.He crossed the space between us. I wanted to run. Fear had now bolted my feet firmly to the floor. Quickly I tried to think of the possible outcomes. I lie and say it wasn’t me who wrote it. I lie and say it was make believe. I plead for forgiveness and ask him to forget he ever saw it.His fingers, the same fingers that had grazed my nipple accidently over a week ago.