God, Ronnie took me by surprise and what air that she hadn't managed to squeeze out of my lungs, she sucked out of them.You might not think that was a... unusual thing for a loving wife to do. I don't think any of the guys who witnessed it thought it strange either. But I bleeding-well did. That was the first kiss I'd got out of Ronnie since she'd given a peck on the lips on our wedding day."Thank you," and "I love you," she said as I staggered back from the stretcher. Within a matter of seconds. Based on what we saw tonight, this slut would fuck absolutely anything. Looking down at her, he added But, god, even in this deplorable condition, she still looks absolutely gorgeous. He looked more closely at her and said, Damn, it looks like the fucked over slut has passed out from all the abuse she took. Shit, we gotta have some relief real bad, but that damned cruddy looking pervert has her so completely fucked over, with his dirty cum in every orifice and spread all over her body, that I. It had felt heavenly to be held, to be pressed against him, savouring his masculine scent, the intensity of his gaze, the warmth of his groin pressed against her hip.It had been so long since she’d had a man in her bed, felt his hard sex inside her. Her sexual imagination began to foment. She’d suppressed a desperate urge to kiss Luca while they danced, to explore his mouth with her warm wet tongue. Immersed in her secret fantasy, Holly parted her thighs, her soft fingers slipping inside the. "Clothes come later.I'll enjoy the view better this way!"So for nearly two hours, I slaved away in my panties as Clarisse sat backand watched me. Finally, I rinsed the last glass, and Clarisse said,"That was good work, Honey. I was just going t give you bus, fare, butyou did such a nice job, I think I'll give you cab fare instead. Now let's get you some clothes!"In a back room, I found to my dismay that the only clothing available wassome old dancing outfits. I looked through stacks of nighties.