Aren’t you, slut?” Connie asked of my wife.“Yes Mistress” relied my obedient wife.“But since you claim to have had one in your mouth before�...� added Connie, “Why don’t you get this one a little wet for me.”“Um…” stammered my daughter, “uh… ““On your knees, NOW” barked Connie. “Get beside Mommy… she’ll help you get started.”“Yes Aunt Connie” my daughter replied as she hurriedly moved to the floor beside my wife.And that’s where the video began… the one that Connie couldn’t wait to show me. My wife. "He caught me while I was changing," she giggled again."Yes," I encouraged.The thought of some stranger catching my pretty young wife naked was having an effect of my cock."Luckily I had just pulled my shorts on before he started on our bedroom," she said."Oh," I said somewhat disappointed."He probably saw my naked tits though," she giggled.My cock twitched and hardened again."Oh I bet he liked that," I said with a big leery smile."He probably missed them as they're not very big," she said.Here. This made her cry even more because she knew that she would never be able to wear that dress again. The dress would make her remember that afternoon of humiliation, and she knew that she could never bear to wear the dress that would be forever associated in her mind with that meeting.But first, she had to try to clean herself and think of what she was going to say to Jane.The shower washed away the remnants of the cum and the smell of piss that still clung to her body, but it could not prevent. But he had began to lay his arm on my shoulder, touching me a bit more, sliding his hands on my head. Since he was taller then me and more strong build, something I enjoyed. He was also sneaky it seems, cause at times he rang on my door with food that he had bought on his trips. I had this fantasy that he had done things with my food and the dressing might has been his cum, and during nights I couldn't stop thinking how his cock would look like and play with myself, just wanting to play with.