Now, I rarely happen to talk about myself and how great a thief I am, but any professional in the business would admit it was a damn hard job to pull.... And they'd also call me 'an audacious son of a bitch' or in case their vocabulary didn't include the word 'audacious', which is more often than not the case, 'a cheeky bastard'. And that would be the right thing to say, because I did it in plain sight.It was a basic technique among social engineers (who in Memphis were still known as con. "I'm not wearing one," said Uncle Mike retorting back and then laughing. "Hey guys, it’s my decision . . . let's see . . . I'll let you off easy . . . Uncle Mike. Take off your shirt." Mike reached down, placed his fingers under the bottom of his muscle shirt and pulled it over his head, making his chest suddenly bare. The girls looked at the man's chest and shivered at how good he looked. He had a thick bush of chest hair which made him appear even more masculine. "Alright . . . let's keep. I took it up to our room and opened the packaging and looked at what I had. It looked huge! It was a dark pink colour with white beads with the ear bit being a paler colour and a big base to hold the batteries. I looked at it shocked. Compared to my little vibrator this thing was a monster!I have to admit, I was getting horny at the thought of it and I could feel my wet heat starting in my pussy and that was something I was not going to ignore! It was one of my days off and I had the whole. Your love for me is stronger than any urges we may have, right?" As right as rain, Baby!" I rolled Jackie off me and snuggled with her. After a moment, we headed back to the patio."Damn, girl, don't you ever get enough?" Kimmy said when Jackie and I returned."Is there such a thing as enough?" Jackie replied, giggling when she said it.Kim, who had retuned during Jackie and my brief absence, laughed and pointed at my crotch. "JR looks like he might be!" Everyone broke into laughter.Jackie put her.