You’re even hotter than Anna Kournikova. You’re very sexy, Miranda.’ Sergei said. Slowly, I kissed his lips before changing into my nightclothes... Minutes later, I came back, wearing a blue satin under bust corset exposing my breasts with a matching thong. I even wore a blue feather boa around my shoulders. Sergei got up and unbuttoned his shirt. He revealed his sculptured body to me. He told me he would work out and was once an Olympic gymnast. Sergei was a diplomat and a former gymnast with a. Her hair was inserted into the space between the fence slats and she was being pulled tight to the fence. Well, that’s not exactly right either. She was being pulled tight onto my neighbors’ cock.“What the fuck?!” I yelled and that was when I heard a voice from the other side of the fence.“Hi, Mick!”“Hi?”“I’ve been waiting for you to get home.”I went to the tool shed and got a step ladder and set it against the fence amid the sounds of grunts and groans from my wife. Stepping up onto the ladder. I can’t remember when I last had a really good shag. I keep thinking I should find myself a toyboy.” I don’t know what expression passed over my face but Angie saw it and a wicked giggle, “Oh come on, just ‘cause I’m in my fifties doesn’t mean I’m past it.” “It wasn’t that,” I confessed, “it’s just you’ve always been so loyal to John: I’ve never heard you speak like this.” “Oh, ignore me, I’ve just had a little too much to drink.” She gave a laugh, “You must think I’m a terrible person.” “Not. I told you already, he is an Assistant U.S. Attorney, so he knows when to let the "witness" tell a story uninterrupted. When I got to the end he just said, "So, you think I need to be ready to file some molestation charges on Ryan later this week?" I THINK he was kidding. Maybe half-kidding."God no." I told him about the pit-bull humping your leg. "And he's nice to look at. Even if he's a self-centered jerk." I was in the girls' bathroom, so I was pretty sure he wasn't around. It wouldn't have.