I knocked the door but no response and pressed the bell but could not hear the sound. After waiting for 2 to 3 mins there the door opened. 5 feet size... bald, fair, sporty built, muscled man with brown eyes was standing in front of me. He greeted me and welcomed me, “any troubles reaching here”, question in heavy voice, ”no not much”, I replied. He shake hand with me and praised my body. “you are really good looking” and offered me water, I drank the full glass. I thank him for the praise and. We will buy all these things and more because you can'twear the same things for two weeks. Since you have been crying, we willhave to redo your makeup though, before we leave the store. Anythingelse that you might want baby?" Yes," answered Michelle. "I would like to have nail polish on myfingers and toes. Would I be able to get a manicure and pedicure? Iwish my fingernails were longer, but I know they make long, paste onones. I have to get my toenails done if I'm going to wear high. As the dress fell to the floor he kissed her neck and rubbed his hands across her stomach until lowering them to cup her pussy.Matt then slid her panties aside and quickly inserted a finger into my wife’s body. As my wife tensed from the obvious pleasure she was feeling, John quickly pulled down her panties and Anna stepped out of them leaving her in just heels and fish-net stockings. Matt roughly turned my wife and bent over the bed, she began giggling like a little school girl but the giggles. ”Dave brought the family together in the living room and Emily sat in the one large overstuffed chair and leaned forward. She started, “First, this is about Joan, and second, I don’t know what to do. That’s why I’m here.”“What’s wrong? You sound upset,” Alice chided.“I am. We had lunch, and I’ve fretted all afternoon. I’ll tell you right off; Joan is an abused wife. Brian is beating her up, stripping away her self-confidence, and playing mind games with her to his benefit and her demise. He.