Case in point:My wife Mavis took our new digital camera to a bridal shower last week to record the festivities for a photo album that she intended to ...ive the new bride. It must have been one hell of a good party because Mavis got so wasted that she had to come home in a taxi. They woke me up at three o'clock in the morning to pay the cabby and as I carried Mavis into the house I noticed that she did not have the new camera with her. This upset me just a little because that puppy had cost me. “Can I have my coffee back? If you‘re quite finished.” Wow! You’re getting a hard on… looks useful too. “That’s OK. Apology accepted.” Don’t suppose there’s any point putting my towel back on now, is there?! Oh fuck! You’re getting properly hard! You’re looking at my boobs like you want to own them. “Thanks! They’re all natural obviously!” Bloody ‘ell you’re not even trying to hide it! “No you can’t touch them!” No matter how you look at me. Naughty boy. Yeah that’s it, rearrange yourself.. Suspecting that there might beheavy police presence and road blocks, they took a big risk by hidingthe AER in the SUV's trunk. From the visit of the officers, Daddyconcluded that whoever invented the gun, would want as few as possibleto know about it. The existence of the AER would very likely to beoblivious to the police. The only thing they were looking for wereprisoners escaped from the wreckages, which was solely based on ablurry account of a survivor who were probably now suffering. “I said hands to your side and walk in a straight line.” The constant hiss and chatter from their radios came to an abrupt halt, silence filled the air as the rain stopped and the late afternoon sun came out to play. The officers became silhouettes against a crimson sky, as the dawning realisation came to me that I was soaked to the skin, my large breasts nipple thick having crowned against the flimsy fabric of my blouse while my cunt had become unaccountably wet. “Alright, lets see if we can.