. ?" Her eyes widened. "Oh, my, it's getting warm." She shook her head as the bimbo chemical pumped through her body. "What did you ... oh, my, oh my,...it is getting so warm. I mean ... you need to keep your ... your ... um ... why is it so warm?She took her left hand away from the grip of her gun to fan her face, though she still kept her gun pointed at me. She shifted her hips, her eyes growing a little unfocused. And then she giggled and stared at her gun for a moment."Why am I angry at you?". How did I ever make love to you? Now, you think I'm cheating on you — why shouldn't I cheat on you, you have nothing to offer me any more. Your brain is a load of mush. Tell me what makes you think I'm cheating on you anyway?"MOLLY "Because ... because, you never want to have sex anymore. I remember when we were first married; we fucked like bunnies every night until one of us couldn't anymore. Then it became once a week, then once a month. I never left you unsatisfied for sex! I figured if I. My legs bucked in surprise, my body enjoying the familiar sensation. A moan escaped my lips, as the warm sensation travelled through my spine. Without warning, the vibrating sensation abandoned my pussy and I was left begging for more. My flailing accomplished nothing. I still don’t know where I was or who my assailant was. My pussy was dripping wet begging for more, but it felt like a long time coming before a soft tongue danced playfully across my clit. I moaned again, louder and louder.. ..straight gore-paneled tailored skirt. Idecided to keep the length of the skirt about mid-calf, a six panel witha high waist which when I add a wide belt will further emphasize mynarrow waist. I wanted a fitted suit jacket as well, button front witha flare to fit around my hips, princess lapels and tight sleeves.Beneath this I would wear a blouse with voluminous sleeves and buttoncuffs. I had my work cut out for me; it was nothing to decide on theskirt pattern but the blouse and jacket.