The most I did those days was to wear one as part of the sexy lingerie collection I had acquired to please my husband (and myself) on special occasion....There were two thongs – one scarlet, one black - in this collection which was, like my toys, securely locked in a case in my closet. With no time to buy an alternative, the best I could do was retrieve the most comfortable, scarlet thong and pull it on under my dress.Fifteen hurried minutes later the minibus pulled up and my preparations had to. Next you move up to my head and take your cock in hand and show it to me. I can see your cock is hard as steel and I lick my lips hungrily. You take the head of it and trace my lips, smearing them with pre-cum. “Baby, suck my dick!”I open my mouth and take your member into my mouth. As I begin sucking, I can feel the blood pulsing through the shaft as it throbs and twitches. It feels so good to have my mouth fucked. My hands guide your cock as I engulf it until my lips touched your pubic. I would have respected them if they lived what they preached but this hypocritical approach made me think of them less every time I was thinking about these fools.An open basket came down from the burg hanging on a chain and he motioned me to step in. He did as well and the thing lifted us past the almost vertical rock walls of the pillar up and into a small outhouse like building sticking like a Kissing fish to the side of a Triple-Finner. An electric winch stopped humming and he said. “That. "I could see the gears turning as she contemplated how she could use that information to her advantage."I trust you not to use that little tidbit to try and embarrass them."Abigail just rolled her eyes, not dignifying my comment with a response, and we continued to talk about inconsequential things. By the time our conversation wore down, I was confident that she would have plenty to discuss with the Ladies at school on Monday.It wasn't until Abigail stifled a yawn that I realized just how late.