I walk into my closet. I select a pair of jeans first off. "Good start." I say out loud. I pick a multi stripped sweater, in tans and brown's. I pull ...he sweater over my head. I select a pair of brown pantyhose and pull the slowly up my legs one leg at a time as I always do. I pull up the jeans. I look in the closet and find a pair of brown flats. No heels today. I think to myself. I look down and I see some toe cleavage. I give myself a look in the mirror. I pull my hair back in a ponytail. I. What could I say - fuck it - we’d come this far, Hillary might as well know all our secrets; so I offered the slightest of nods, confirming my assent. A smile briefly touched the corners of my wife’s lips, as her voice raised again, slipping flawlessly back into character, “Bad boy.”I didn’t expect what came next, as Becky slapped hard across the tip of my penis, causing me to yelp out in pain; even as her hand sent pre-cum flying across the room.If I’d been shocked, Hillary was flabbergasted. .at this stage my hubby's hand came across my thighs and he plunged his two fingers straight into my soaking pussy. My legs opened wide and I zoomed the camera straight into a view of my husbands fingers fingering my pussy. My hubby kept fingering me lightly and then I took over pushing my pussy right up to the camera pulling my lips apart showing my swollen clit, it was a huge pussy full of juices and the tremors in my legs and spine just kept on increasing and increasing, I leaned into the. Come now!" He approached, the crowd parting and avoiding eye contact, pleased that it was someone else being stopped. "You special, not San Falino. Come" Lauren was dazed, panicked into making a decision of either accepting what could be a generous offer of protection for foreign nationals or continuing on the dusty road. She glanced at Jamie and Emma, reading their body language. She turned back to the soldier and smiled."Thanks!" she said, indicating to the others that they should follow. The.