I could just picture her using these on herself. In the nightstand on the other side of the bed I found dirty magazines. They weren’t the normal mag...zines though, like I had at home. They were all pretty hardcore. Some of the magazines were all about anal sex, some about bondage, and some about all kinds of other fetishes. She really is a slut, I thought to myself. I was so excited. I wanted to know all of her dirty little secrets without her knowing. I looked in her closet where I found the. Claire is the kind of women that can love more than one man she is the women who could welcome a stranger of the street seeing a slight bit of goodness in him and fall head over heels in love with him. I have proven my love to Claire on a great many occasions although I have a fierce temper I have never once hit her nor any other women and she knows she is utterly safe with me. Though she knows she has nothing to fear from me she puts the same faith in the wrong people, all it would take is a. “Howdy,” I said in a very even and slightly threatening tone. My displeasure with them clearly showed. I wanted to sound menacing.Phil came over but wisely didn’t put his hand out to shake. He said, “We did NOT expect what just happened to happen. We want to buy Mindy’s stores and add them to our chain. We started talking and ... things started happening.”“I can imagine.” I shot Mindy a glance and she was weakly smiling. “Go on,” I said.“Well, we kind of parked our negotiations. Bill is my. He took it and stroked the outside of her pussy lips. Breathing became rapid again. Then the insides of the lips. Lastly, he pressed it gently against her hole. Moans. The hole was wet, red and tight. I could see that from my chair. A little shove of the dildo, but when it met resistance he stopped and pulled it back.By now my husband was standing at the foot of the bed between Sally’s legs. His pajama pants showed a multitude of pecker tracks. It was time.I don’t know what came over me but I.