Duncan shook his head. "My d**k doesn't get a vote. You know how the ladies are going to be. They'll be grabbing my ass and our mutual friend here."
Kelly shrugged. "So be it if they do. I'm sure I'll have a few hands on my naughty bits."
Duncan briefly wondered who had stolen his wife.
"Would you be okay seeing Drake with his hand on my ass?" she asked, kissing his neck.
He shrugged.
"What about his fingers on my breasts?"
He smiled and nodded after a few seconds. "I guess if you are."
"His c**k in my mouth?" she asked.
"Jesus! Kelly!" he yelled.
She was cackling in laughter, obviously a little tipsy. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it," she said between belly laughs. "You know I'm only playing with you."
He shook his head, thoroughly surprised. He glanced down at his d**k, iro
