Getting into the role (Slavekini)

Waltz ask begrudingly, gesturing to the slavekini, “Where did you even get this, trash. It barely covers anything!”

Martin says, “Ex-girlfriend cosplay, duh. Also FYI, It’s seen a lot of action if you know what I mean…”

Waltz looks down with a disgustsed look at the kinky outfit but face turns to horror when a picture flash is taken, shooting her gaze up at the culprit, yelling, What the fuck?! TIM? You better delete that mister or your grounded!”, and reaches for the camera.

Tim pulls away just in time and teases, “What? It looks great on you, had to take a pic or how else can we laugh about it later! Also what’ll incentivise you to follow through what you said earlier.”

Waltz realizing they’re enjoying the view of her leaning forward with pressed cleavage pulls back, now more aware of their thorniness despite technically still a guy. She crosses her arms to cover and demand flatly, “Oh, and what’s that?

Tim answers smugly, “You said a woman needs to clean up this mess house. Well…”, then gestures to Waltz female.

Watlz scoffs, hand waving away,“Well I’m a man, and a genius inventor. I’m not nor have the time for woman’s work… Now give me the phone!”

Tim couldn’t pull away in time but Martin quick thinking leads it in his hands, as he promptly swipes through the contacts, bellowing, “Sure, but what would Tim’s mom think if she knew what her husband is into? What if we ask her?

Waltz growls, you wouldn’t dare”, but seeing Martin begin swiping through the phone, she grabs a trash can and yells, “W-wait, Fine! just this once then. Then you’ll delete the picture, Ok”, then begrudgingly begins picking up beer cans. After awhile of them watching more of the questionable content, wanking whenever her back is turn while mostly focusing on her, she eventually turns to Martin showing the filled trash can. Martin points with a whistle to the a few beer bottles under the table. Waltz rolls her eyes and tries to grab at them, **** dot crawl under table to reach with her barely covered fat ass shaking at them.

Martin jabs at Tim’s shoulder for his attention, then pointing at her ass. Now within range, Martin uses his foot to lift the thin dress, revealing her pussy again as they snicker but quickly to astonish gasps on realizing that with this angle, they can see a large pink dildo sticking out between the pussy lips partially sliding out a bit.

Martin couldn’t resist and jabs his foot at the dildo pushing it in entirely, causing her to yelp as she lifts her head quickly to hit it on the bottom of the table, apparently her flustered enough to send her over and time perfectly with a strong orgasmic climax feminine moan, forcing the submerged dildo flying out of her juice spraying pussy. She slams her ass to the ground and scoot out from under the table as the boys bust out laughing hysterically, Tim saying, “Hey, I think you missed a spot” pointing to the dildo she blushes the moment she saw.

Waltz stammers as she scrambles to her feet, jiggling tits wildy in the process, “What the fuck’s wrong you two! Tim, you’re so grounded for this!” but seeing they can’t stop laughing, she tries to damage control, “And that? Only had to as it’s the only thing that keep this bitch’s crazy body hormones in check… Now shut up you two and delete the damn image like you said!”

Martin rolls his eyes as he complies, snidely under his breadth, “You mean, you’re crazy bitch as hormones…” then shows the phone as he deletes the slavekini photo Tim took. “There, happy?’

Waltz humphs angrily, then looking as if she was about to pick up the cum covered dildo, decide against it and storms off as the boys burst in more laughter. Being a Friday, Tim and Martin booze it up until night.