I returned to the kitchen and laid the table in thedining room for breakfast and went back up to them to lay out theclothes, Madam first, then Miss Le...nne and Miss Octavia last, whichagain went without issue, which was good because my bottom was on fireand as sore as hell. I worked all morning cleaning and doing all thejobs on my list. When they all went out I took advantage of the time tomake sure that my nails were perfect, my hands were easy, but my toeswere much more difficult, my bottom. ” In a second he had wiggled her dress over her hips andStacey stepped out of it. My wife stood before him, stilllooking a little innocent, wearing only her little Frenchpanties. The stranger’s hands engulfed her tiny ass andwith ease lifted her to the hood of our car. Now in a trance, I watched as the stranger ripped my $200Christmas gift right off. Stacey spread her legs andguided his cock to her. Readying herself She rubbed hisknob in and around her folds. The strangers oozed. Imagining your beautiful naked body next to mine, I can’t believe how hot sexy you are. I can’t believe that more than thirty-five years since we last saw one another in person, we re-connected and almost instantly…well, you know the rest. Seven-hour difference in time zones between us? Yet…I’ve never felt closer to anyone like with you.Can’t believe we’ve been doing this now for almost a year. What is it…nine months? Ten?I just read your morning messages you wrote to me, and I listened to the. Maybe a minute had passed, and I could feel my cock bouncing around in my shorts. At this point she was letting me push her down into the bed hard by her neck, and my fingers were soaked from her pussy’s juices.I released my grip on her neck and walked behind her. I wrapped my fingers around the waistband of her leggings and jerked down hard. They came just far enough for us to move to what we wanted. She let out a breath as her leggings went down around her quads.I leaned back and watched.