I’d packed my filthiest lingerie hoping to rekindle the spark of lust in my husband.We dressed and went down to dinner with the rest of the guests. ...y Husband was wearing a Black Dinner suit, white frilled shirt and black bow tie.I desperately wanted to be a trophy wife that weekend to be shown off as a major prize and dressed the part.I was wearing a full length Black wet look evening dress. This thing clung to me like a second skin.It had thin straps at the top, which did their best to. You are a sissy boy,, and sissy boys suck cocks!”“I…I am so embarrassed!” whimpered James.“I know! That is hilarious! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” laughed Devika.The shock and Devika’s laughter were devastatingly embarrassing for James. He blushed and blushed. Suddenly, a loud clap rang out to break the moment’s tension. Naksh had begun spanking James with the paddle again. As James bit his lower lip in submission, he swung the paddle with authority.James’ sweet butt cheeks grew rosy red under the. In fact, all of nature is magic. Magic, like turning a plain piece of wood into a beautiful art object. You understand that kind of magic, don’t you?”“That’s just a craft, or an art,” Wayne argued half-heartedly. He knew how he felt about making things. She was right. It was like magic.“Magic, too, is just a craft or an art. Do you know what night tonight is?”“It must still be Saturday. Or Sunday morning.”“It’s Litha.”“Beware Litha,” he whispered, remembering a warning that he had interpreted. The girl's mother had raised her face from my breasts and was gazing, enthralled, at my sister and her daughter, now engaged in some pretty passionate loveplay. My arousal began to simmer anew as I saw how intensely the woman stared at her naked child. "Hey," I whispered to her, "what's your name, lover?" "Cherie," she breathed, giving me the merest glance before shifting her gaze back to the lesbian lovemaking. "Mine's Tess," I replied, "and that's my sister Angie. So... your little girl's a.