They dressed her in goodwill clothing while dressing themselves out of Barney’s, Bonwit-Teller, or Bergdorf Goodman’s. She knew they did this with...the vast fortune her parents had left- supposedly in trust for her.But that she could tolerate. It was just money; she wasn’t the most materialistic of people. They were outright nasty to her, but she could solve that fairly easily, too. She simply avoided them, as much as possible. She ate, generally, enough food to get by. That was unpleasant, too,. I noticed that Carla didn't bother to start dressing or even to try to cover up. In fact, standing next to her director, midway down the aisle, with one hand gripping her script, her clothes tucked under the same arm and her right hand on her bare hip, her stance screamed, Check me out. I'm proud of myself and your gaze and arousal turn me on.She leaned closer to Charlie and they walked to the lip of the stage. There, Carla planted her feet firmly on the carpeted floor and spread her legs. By then I was breathing like hell, my eyes had teared-up and it really felt like there was a baseball bat being shoved into me. God the pain was intense! I tried pushing and flexing my rectum around his shaft but that brought more pain…he penetrated more and hit bottom…not hard but enough that I it hurt. This bitch was all over the bed under him! I was yelping and squealing like hell but……I found enough breath to ask him to stop, stay buried and give me a minute to attempt to handle the pain…I. Finally, after many kisses and strokes, both of us came and we lied on the bed naked with a blanket and was lying still and she was lying side turned towards me and her pussy was touching me and her leg over me and hand over my junior and her boobs were touching my hands.I was playing with her hair and face. She said “Thanks for everything. This was the best day of my life. After I came to know about my husband, I was broken.But You gave me hope!!” Then she kissed me and then his son came.