The rain finally let up, enough for Mandi to step out from the bar she had scurried into for shelter. The sudden, but brief, deluge had thickened the ...night air in the French Quarter with a sticky, steamy haze. Disgustingly humid...”My eyes floated up over the pages to see Reesa spin away with a jovial bounce in her step.I settled into my armchair, pulled a blanket over my lap and continued.“...Mandi was wet and her sheer floral blouse clung to her skin. It was unbuttoned halfway down her small. Below her was a large puddle of her sticky goo. "Get down there and lick that mess up! Go on!" Maryanne went back down to her knees and Joyce pushed her face tothe carpet. It was right in the puddle of cum in front of thedowel. "Lick it up, all of it!" Maryanne began licking the carpet. Joyce slapped at her ass asshe moved her around to get all of the cum spots. When she wasthrough she made her lick the dowel she had been impaled on like itwas a popsicle. Maryanne was frantically trying to. Avis looked at him, "What you want honey?' she asked "Suck my cock whore" Mike replied and Avis smiled, "What love?" she asked again, wanting to really turn not only Mike on, but hoping Carol and I would get excited as well. "Suck my fuckin' cock you fuckin' whore" Mike now demanded and with that Avis bent down, licked his cock head, licked up and down his cock, then took him deep into her mouth. There was my slut wife, sucking hard on another cock, taking him deep into her mouth, driving. We made love twice on the couch and then talked excitedly about what I would do and what I wouldn't do, we were quite drunk when we went to bed, but not too drunk that I didn't want his cock in my bottom and that was how we fell asleep!The train pulled into the station and I grabbed Jay as we scrambled off amongst all the rush hour commuters, we felt like royalty as we hailed a cab and gave the driver the address, I was completely naked beneath my dress and I could have climaxed as Jay slid his.