“You are going to be the most beautiful woman there,” he reassured her and wasn’t lying when he added, “every other woman will pale in compari...on to you.” “You’re just saying that because you have to.” Lanie rolled her eyes at him. He wasn’t just saying it. The emerald green dress she wore looked as if it had been custom made for her. It had a plunging neckline that stopped one millimeter short of being too risqué and managed to look classy instead. And the way the fabric skimmed over her hips. ”“OK. It makes a bit more sense as to why someone as smart as she is would be at a small State school in Ohio.”“Did she mention anything else about why she came to Taft?”I chuckled, “Jokingly, her MRS.”“And, two weeks later, do you think it was a joke?”“No, actually, I don’t. And now you’re going to tell me that some «бабушка» here is friends with her paternal grandparents and suggested she find a way to meet me?”Father Nicholas laughed, “Not that I’m aware of, and that would be a stretch even. Would you like to dress up now and do it with me, Lynn?" she asked coyly. She even knew my alter-ego's name. I gulped hard, and somehow, I managed to get the words out, "Yes, Kelli, I would." She took me by the hand and led me to the closet, opening the door. I saw that this was preplanned. My favorite outfit was hanging on the back of the closet door. I felt relieved knowing that this was OK with both my wife, who obviously chose the outfit, and Kelli, who was to be my new Domme. She had. She later said she wanted the image of their faces in her memory as the each fucked her and the memory of their expressions as they cam in her. They obliged. As for the guys, they asked for all of the basics from Amber and Jen from being able to cum inside them to cumming on their faces and shooting cum into their open mouths. And, of course they wanted to watch them swallow. Amber and Jen were all to happy to agree. They also asked if the could talk dirty to them as they did things to them..