Or I have a nice strong golden silk with blue flowers?"I shook my head. I could hardly see for a haze in front of my eyes. I felt I was going to faint..."I think the golden material," broke in Lucia. "It will match her eyes." Yes my lady," said Signora Macchi. "Whatever you want. Now let me see."She examined my waist again. I felt her fumbling at the laces then she pulled even more. I heard her gasps above my own, then mercifully she had stopped pulling and was tying the laces at my back. "That's. A smile spread across the blonde’s face as she watched Alyssa relax in the cog. Alyssa felt the need to say something back. “Thanks.” “Elory said you might need a hand.” The girl went to sit down on the edge of the tub, looking at Alyssa who was in the water to her neck. The blonde seemed to be carefully examining her. “You don’t look as filthy as Elory described you.” She noted. Alyssa didn’t know if she had to take this as a compliment, she didn’t want to look stupid by saying ‘thanks’. "I'm a very lucky man..." I would say so." she said with a smile and a twinkle in her eye.I turned and watched her return to her seat in the back of the plane. The view from my vantage point was a delight.Dragging my eyes and my mind back to truly more important things, I pulled my tablet from my leather carry-on bag and read Cecilia's reply to my message of last night. It was there when I awoke, but with the hectic schedule of the day I had made only the briefest happy reply explaining I was. What I saw damn near made me drop the beer! MY WIFE was lying naked on the bed, on her back, legs raised and spread wide, getting piston-fucked by my son! She didn't even seem to be aware of my presence as she gasped, moaned, and begged for her first-born to bang her harder, degrade her, put her in her place like the fucking slut she was! Prager had no trouble complying, quickening his in-and-out violation of her audibly-squelching slit! She gazed up adoringly, worshipfully, at the stud who was.