Stacy’s breasts were very visible in the low-cut front. It was a zip up, or down, dress with the zipper in the front. It was a short dress, a litt...e higher than mid-thigh, but not really mini. It did however have a slit in the left side which rose up to near the waist. Stacy bought the dress and told the clerk she was going to wear it home. She packed up her dress and headed to the next store; the shoe store. Upon arriving at the shoe store, she had the attention of both the male. Before I shower, I shave my overgrown beard and mustache, so that I no longer look like Jimmy Page from 1972. I then head straight to the shower. I take a satisfying bath - my body looks fresh and clean, and my long, blond hair smells of shampoo. As I get dressed, I take a look at myself.If my life wasn’t such a mess right now, I’d actually have been quite proud of my body and my looks. I stand 6’2” tall, with a muscular frame – not very, just enough – the type women like, and my face, with the. I saved time in that I could get rid of her, before she surprised me with a divorce five years later. I am overjoyed that Samantha couldn’t steal a lot of time from me and gave me enough time to find my children’s mother, my second wife. Relax, I’m not mad at you.”I was relieved, Aaron did not plan any violent action against me, so I smiled a little, but the situation was a little awkward for me. I remembered the murder of Samantha’s bull and cuckold husband. She just barely survived that. Winston had her pierced like a BBQ porker, his Dick just bent down as she slipped, but refused to give ground in the pleasure hole. He followed her onto the floor, her tits resting on the carpet, ass high in the air. He straddled her now and rode her out, his balls slamming her cunt as he did.'Ye Ah, ride that cow into town,' he yelled, slapping her fat ass. She farted out air as he plunged to the ball sack, then made a sucking sound as he came back in her. His big feet planted flat either side.