"Why are you doing this?" Like you don't know..." the voice said, in a gruff, clearly disguised pitch. Freddie looked up at the darkness, seeing the o...tline of his assailant, his rifle now pointed at his face. "The sins of your father are now your sins. You look just like-" Hey!" a voice shouted, and Freddie knew instantly it was Carly, and he prayed for her safety.Just as Freddie's eyes began to focus on the scarred, shadowed, face, the killer now looked startled, looking toward the sound of. “I can’t get the strap of my bustier open, and it is cutting into my poor flesh. Would you be a true gentleman and unfasten it for me?”I was sitting there with my mouth open. Rudolf wore a smile.“Here,” said Franzi. “I will sit here with my back to you so you can get at it.”Rudolf knew what to do. He reached up and began to fumble with the closure. Soon he was successful and Franzi’s breasts tumbled out. I know I gasped. She held them up for my inspection.“Aren’t they nice?” she asked.Rudolf. Lisa's husband explained to us that he would leave the garden door opened so that we could get into the house in stealth. When the 'gift day' arrived we both entered the house silently and hid ourselves at the agreed moment outside the couple's bedroom. When we were ready, we peeped through the half open bedroom room.Lisa was standing in the middle of the large bedroom, dressed in a black transparent negligee and high heels. Eyes covered with a silk blindfold she was passionately kissing her. She could always see him checking her out and honestly she kind of wanted him as well. “Well yeah it would, but what about your wife,” she said coyly. “Well the funny thing is babe we are swingers, she already knows I have thought about you and all I would have to do is tell her about it,” he responded.“Oh yeah prove it,” she said smartly now lightly rubbing her tits again seeing how much it was turning him on. Flipping out his phone again he pulled up his wife’s number and entered a text. .