Little did he know of my propensity for having parties and even though he was rightabout the large income I could realize I was also more than capable...of only beingable to live from paycheck to paycheck. I mean I did manage to put a little awaybut not nearly what I could have and that little was just enough to cover theexpense of returning home for his funeral. As I withdrew the money to cover theairfare and other expenses I felt guilty that he had given me such good advice and Ihad chosen to. He looked at his mother-in-law in profile, his eyes drawn magnetically to her huge tits, the massive orbs all but spilling out of the tight white chemise, her big nipples clearly visible as they dented out the front of the lacy fabric, the spear of light from the window causing bold shadows to fall on her curvy body, her huge tits rising and falling provocatively as her breath came in ragged gasps. He flicked his eyes back up to her face, seeing the desire in her eyes as she remained transfixed. Cameron.Ethan always made clear how much he loved me and how happy I made him.He made sure I knew I was a good wife and that he considered himself theluckiest man on earth because he was married to me. Ethan never camehome from work empty-handed. He always arrived home bearing a gift.Most often these were flowers or chocolates, but sometimes they weremore expensive items. One night he brought me home a string of blackpearls and a pair of matching earrings. I wept happily as he placedstring. "Hmm, let's play a little game, shall we? Since neither of you can seem to remember my name, I'm going to give you clues. Guess right and you'll be free to go; guess wrong..." she trails off, punctuating it with another vicious strike on the dom's ass. "Cindy, how would you like to go first?" she purrs, binding Becky's wrists tight all the way up to the elbows with practiced hands, then lashing her neck to her ankles, careful that the knots will choke her just a little if she struggles but.