Can I have her get you anything?" No thanks," replied Bess, removing her expensive sable coat and handing it to Clara when she darted in."Thanks Clara... Hold my calls." She rushed out--her hands unable to resist stroking the rich smoothness.Under the coat, the satiny dress draped perfectly over Bess's figure--a haut couture fitting--a one of a kind dress. From face to feet, she looked svelte. All baby fat gone--it was as if her skin sucked into her skeletal and muscular form though her breasts. There is something in your breathing, and the way your body moves that lets me know you love it.I kissed your tummy, you know I love kissing your tummy. I followed a line down to the top of your pants. In a hurry to get to your pussy, I pulled them down a little, amazed that I could see you like that, exposed on the picnic table beside the river.Your pussy was shaved, of course I knew that, but seeing it, not just feeling it was amazing. I love your pussy, it is delightful the way its brownish. Jumping outof her car she ran up to her bedroom slipped out of her panties and reachedinto her bedside table for her favorite vibrator. Then, she paused, rememberingthe box in the back of the closet. "Why not?" she smiled. In a flash Alice had the device pluggedin, lubricated and ready to try out. She had picked from the many generousattachments a particularly large cock to let Jason's image feed her fantasy. She stripped and lowered herself ontothe machine. She paused to accommodate the. I'm going to file for divorce first thing tomorrow but thought that I owed you a look-see too. Good night Mrs. Martin."He walked away and I walked back out to the party and got another drink. Richard and I finally went home just after midnight. We were in the back of a limousine and Richard was looking through some documents he had brought with him and I was quietly thinking about what I was going to do about his infidelity ... death came to mind! "Honey," I asked in my sexiest wifely voice. He.