. gardens grew like mad. The produce from those same gardens had won many and many a local fair ribbon and not a few from the yearly State Fair in Lan...ing.For a hundred years Made in Michigan meant quality.Then the Bean Counters took charge.The Princess ... the former princess ... the deleted one ... didn’t care much for accountants. The bottom line is a terrible way to run a country. Junior pretty much took care of that ... she went to war and won. Accountants and lawyers, investment bankers. As she turned around, he sank to his knees and allowed his eyes to slowly follow the supple contours of her bare legs, all the way until it joined with a small inviting opening that was barely visible through the sheer white silky garment.Crivelli was in haven, on his knees he reached up to again savor the delicate curves of her breasts. But the unexplored new area between Rachel’s legs was too tantalizing. He could make out the small black patch of very fine pubic hair which was barely. I walked back into the bedroom and searched for my clothes. They were nowhere to be found. What in the hell? I searched the master bath and again couldn't find them. I went through the walk-in closet to and searched through tons of beautiful dresses to see if she hung my clothes up for me to no avail.I was starting to get frantic. What did that woman do with my clothes? Wearing only a towel, I went out into the hallway and casually searched the upstairs for Sarah or my clothes. Nothing. I. .. there, on the sink was a tube of pink lip gloss, and her wedding ring, ‘ohhhhh fuck’, i moaned when I realized her ring was laying in a pool of semen!My cock, that was hard just from wearing all the pretty sissy attire, becam as stiff and hard as ever it has been! I reached into the puddle of cum for her ring, sucked cum from it, then bent down to lap up all the cum on the sink. As I tasted a stranger’s cum for the first time, actually, ANYONE”S cum, my uncut cock stretched my sissypink.