He completely surrounded her thigh with his huge hand so she could not move. And his fingers were buried second knuckle deep in my wife’s vagina.He ...aid, “ill give you a second to get used to that.”It was going to take a lot more than a second. I am an average guy, but honestly his index finger was nearly as wide as my penis. Not quite. And now he had rammed two of them into her.He had obviously bottomed out. I knew he was bottomed out because as he pushed into her, she moved back the equal. ‘You KNOW dat right!’ he said, getting a chuckle out of her. There wasn’t anything quite as ridiculous as Frank trying to ‘talk ghetto.’ ‘Seriously, she needs an intervention. Let’s just make sure not to get too ‘in her face’ about it. We need to let her know we’re concerned. When and where?’ ‘Nine o’clock at the Wendy’s on 4th Street. They’ve got those salads she likes.’ ‘Cool,’ said Jeremy. ‘I’ve got to go visit one of my ladies!’ he added, flashing a perfect smile. Rachel shook her head and. Itook off my black wig and put on the other wig that I hadpurchased which was a long red mane that was very full andcurly.I took time to fix my makeup again, which needed major repair bythis time as well. I looked at myself in the mirror and coulddiscern that flush of sexual pleasure in my face. Indeed, I feltwonderful. I spritzed perfume over me again in a liberal fashionand slipped into my corset. The corset was black and gave me anhourglass shape but freed my orifice for use. My. Perhaps I would wear this dress to the Club. It would probablybe better with stockings and heels though..."Well, that was a very successful shopping trip, I think," she said, asI secured my seat belt over my bust and baby bump. "Don't you agree,Daisy?" Yes, and thank you for the dresses." My pleasure. I think Daisy is coming along nicely. I only caught acouple of people looking at you askance." What?" Yes, a couple of women in the cafeteria obviously clocked you. Didn'tyou notice?" No! .