"So do you recover cars and boats," he asked smiling."No we recover people and find out who did what to who," I said."That explains a lot," he said."Y...ep, so if you have a guilty conscience, you might want to go back to the bar," I said smiling."No my conscience is clear so far. I would like to buy you a drink, if you promise not to tell my wife." he said."I never drink and tell. I would prefer coffee," I said."Here or in my room?" he asked."Here first," I said. John not doe was smooth he. I told her that the idea really turned me on and that I would just love to see her lick Debbie’s pussy. She always refused my request.Somewhere along the way I would follow Debbie into the bathroom and watch her pee. I would even take my camera in. I took pictures of her in the shower and spread eagle on her bed naked too. Free feels everyday, nude pictures often, and occasional sex was just what Debbie and I needed from each other.Eventually I talked my wife into posing nude alongside Debbie. It was like being strapped down in a gynecology chair that had been turned upside down. Her main support was a padded bar at her waist. Her legs and feet were securely strapped in with her knees spread wide. Her wrists were also secured and pulled to each side. Her head was secured in a padded ring, much like you would find on a massage table, only this one adjusted to pull her head back slightly.With her ass high in the air, her whole body was held tightly in place accept for those large. ‘You took every opportunity to whisper things in my ear. As the event was loud you spent much time in my ear and I could hear you say, ‘I have no panties darling… so wet for you…’ ‘I want to finish what we started…’ Wouldnt you like to find some place private and eat me lover…?’ ‘I think you have earned your right to cum tonight…’ By the time we got home I was a mess… and you knew it… I was literally unable to control my needs and you realized you had all the information you needed and all the.