We looked into the fiberglass shop to see Jeff and his men already cleaning up. They were so messy that it was a wonder they could get the place clean... every night.The last place was the truck body shop. There was a completed truck sitting outside and a body being completed inside. Kevin said the shape was a little strange, so I had to explain why. When he discovered that our body was responsible for three to four miles a gallon savings, he went nuts asking why he had not heard of that. His job. I wanted to wear it to be married. He insisted I wear black lingerie under it rather than go naked as did the model. I would have worn a black shelf bra but he said that was sexy as hell but suggested it should not happen. He suggested I wear a more concealing one, I struck a compromise. The non-conservative black see-through dress, not-too-conservative black bra that showed my small cleavage nearly to my nipples, a garter belt, seamed stockings, and thong under the dress. Suggestive, but not. As I did this the two of them slapped their soft, wet cocks against my cheeks contemptuously as they joked at what a whore I was.They then stood back to enjoy as, under their orders, I tossed my own cock until I came in my hand and then held my sticky hand up to let my cum drip down and into my open, waiting mouth and mix with the heady cocktail that was already in there. Once they were satisfied I had it all I was instructed to gargle it and then let it slide down my throat. I did all this and. .. out front..." Julio hung up.The glare Julio gave his sister when she appeared should have turned her to ash, but it didn't. In fact, she was unfazed. Bonita let Julio fume for a moment, then asked, "So what, Dear Brother, is wrong, actually? Why are you so angry with me?" You tricked me!" You were told what would happen. I didn't talk in that room, and I didn't turn on the lights -- I wasn't even there! Besides, you like Kelly, as long as your eyes are closed." But I have to open them.