" I replied and followed Jenny thru the house to her wonderfully landscaped backyard. She was wearing this small little sun dress, her blonde hair up ...n a bun on her head but not perfect, and she had on dark rim glasses giving her this dirty sexy secretary look, and she was bear footed, my cock tingled. We started to wash the dog but he wanted no part of it, so we ended up just as wet if not more than the dog. I could not smell a strong skunk smell on the dog but was more interested in watching. ‘I…’ Maribell bawled uncontrollably. ‘Oh god!!!’ she screamed. ‘I shit the bed!’ Her tears cascaded down her face, a waterfall of shame and humiliation mixed with repressed anger and murderous lust. Maribell thought about how she hated the way Feldman spent more time in the mirror than she did, and the disgusting way he slurped his soup, just like their flappy jowled bulldog, Walter, slurping at his water bowl. She bear down on him with all her body weight, her knees planted firmly on his. Small pointed breasts that she was currently soaping up with shower gel, and a wild barely tamed bush the same shade as the curls on her head.Tegan realised with a start that she’d been silent too long and the other woman was eyeing her curiously.“Sorry, my mind is all over the place.” Tegan said, trying to act like she wasn’t just taking in every inch of the stranger’s body like some locker room creep.“I asked if you had a rough workout.” If Tegan was making her uncomfortable she didn’t show. She had to have it!... But, God... with Ron right there... in the living room... ? I-I couldn't! I just... couldn't!"... But-but... my husband... !" she wailed. "That's my h- husband... out there in the living room!" And, he's fucking the hell out of my wife!" Fred Holden ground out at her."... But, how... ? Why... ?" Forget them, Baby! It's time for you to start begging... if you want to get fucked!" Beg... ?" That's right!" You mean... say it out loud?" Yes, damn it! Say it out loud... loud.