Mary looked in the mirror. Her eyes red, on the verge of tears. Why are you doing this, Mary said. What do you see, Beth asked. A middle aged mother, ...hos husband left her, Mary said softly. Stop feeling sorry for yourself, Beth barked. Pulling at her bra strap Beth said, get these off and throw them away. Hanging her head Mary sobbed as she took off her bra and slid her panties down. Standing naked, she covered her pussy, and crossed an arm over her tits. Tears rolling down her face she asked,. It was late when hubby finally suggested bed and as I went through the final act of clearing things away, I knew I had the option the continue with Johns fantasy, as he had clearly left me in a post command state.I moved from kitchen to living room and felt Johns eyes burning on me, strangly exciting me, as he was thinking about controlling me for his sexual pleasure, and this was turning me on, so I decided, why not, lets both have some fun.I popped into our bedroom and true to nature hubby. “I borrowed this child’s seat from some people at work: I said that I’d buy it off them if Maddy fitted; she should do, their son used it until he was older than her.” Evie lifted her into the seat, did up the straps and then sat in the back next to her; she was probably feeling worse than Maddy, as it would be the first time that they had been apart for any length of time since she was born. She also wanted her relationship with Owen to work, though, so it was a noble sacrifice ... she. She then held the pliers as tight as she could and placed her other hand on Jennys mound close to where the hair was and jerked as hard as she could on the hairs pulling them from her flesh. Jenny let out quite a scream. Wow that must have hurt, Rose said sarcastically. Rose then took a hold of more hair on the opposite side of her pubic mound and pinched them tightly in the pliers. Before Jenny could protest she again yanked as hard as she could ripping the hair from her skin. Jenny again.