” I said with a smile, pretending not to realize what ‘that wetness’ meant.Debra tossed them at me and I smelled them and smeared them across my...mouth proofing them with my tongue. I tasted a bit more that only pussy juice I thought, but I tossed them on the Bipasha to let her judge.She went a bit further, she stuffed the wet dripping crotch in her mouth and after she sucked the wetness, happily yelled, “Debra, you lost the holding game, you peed your panties ha ha, bonus for us! I will let you. .... er ..... Paul! I didn't actually know your name, but I am waiting for my friend who is also a Paul'He smiled and nodded at this response and for a kid, who had always seemed so nervous, he asked very casually, `Where is your friend that usually helps you?'I told him that Mark had to work now on a Sunday so I was now on my own, `Unless of course, you can fix cars too' I added jokingly`Well I would like to learn' he added quickly. His voice was not as camp as I would have imagined but it was. He then helped her out. “Here, let me get the kitchen door for you,” he said as he pushed it open.“Oh, a bath does sound nice, dear,” she replied. “Don’t be too long, ok sweetheart?”“I’ll be right up with your drink, not to worry,” he promised.Linda headed upstairs while John headed toward the door to the man cave downstairs. “Funny, I never leave it open,” he said to himself. “Wonder why it isn’t closed tight.”He pushed it open fully and headed downstairs. He could see there was a light on. I really didn't mind at first cause I got to check her out all the time. She wore tight tops and pants all the time and just a long T shirt as a night gown. I always got a look at her panties or a thong which me hard fast. I think she knew she was teasingme with bending over in front of me and sitting with one leg up on the couch giving me a view. I would go to bed and jump mywife and have sex for a hour or so. But she became a bitch more and more as the year went on . I still loved to look.