I told her I was trying to gauge my wife's cup size from hers. She replied why dont get get one of your fifes bras. So we did.Now we headed to Victori...'s Secret. I favoured bright red. With an uplift 1/2 cup so the beautiful full brests would be well on show. These would be matched by a lace thong.I asked June what she though of my choices. "Not what I would wear." she replied. "Would Rod like them on you?" I asked. "Rod never comments on what I wear." "Do you get dressed infront of Rod?" "No". It seemed like every time I tried to do something, one of them was there trying to do it for me. I finally got tired of it. ‘Girls, you’ve got to let me try to do things for myself. I’m not helpless. The sooner I start to do things for myself, again, the sooner I’ll be better.’ I could see that this didn’t set well with them, but I was getting a little fed up with them trying to pamper me. After that, things started to settle down a little bit. I asked, ‘How did you get here, and where are. He updated the dry erase board with notes for his husband. This allowed Les to keep track of what was on schedule. It also contained emergency numbers and served as a reminder that they were programmed in the smartphone attached to a lanyard he wore around his neck.“I’ll be back in three hours,” Ritchie said.“We fuckin’ when you get back?”“Yes, sir,” the 54 year-old smiled.“Promise,” pouted the man.“Yes, Les! I promise.”“Don’t be giving away that sissy ass.”“I’m not. I’ve gotta run by the. I was off duty on the day she had specified and I wondered how she knew I would be available for our tryst. Dead on time her BMW drew into the car park, she beckoned me over and I received the full tongue and face sucking treatment as soon as I had sat down in the car. She then drove, one handed, to an autobahn rest station about 15 miles towards Hanover. We booked into a room and I joined her in what can only be described as a fuck-frenzy.Our clothes came flying off as soon as the motel room.
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