Damn my body, why does it betray me that way???I'd rather be picking out lingerie for me to wear to be so sexy for my husband. Valentine's Day was not...far off. Nor was our anniversary. But the money I had saved up from my fledgling online business, I only had enough for so much. I knew Melanie, "Her Royal Highness", would only settle for the best, so it would not do to get her something reasonable. Oh no, it would have to be only the finest of silk and the finest of lingerie. Why I'm here now,. I take off my own clothing and climb on to the bed. I place the tip of my cock next to her closed lips and take some pictures. Then I climb between her legs and grab her ankles pulling her lags as far a part as they would go opening her cunt. I took some more pictures making sure her face could be seen in some of the shots. I held her cunt lips open with my fingers and slowly worked a warmed speculum in to her. Please let it be I thought to my self. As I opened the speculum I was rewarded with. “What’s the matter, dear, am I not making you comfortable?” He moved next to her and his hands reached up and ran over her taunt stomach, his palms rubbing over the sweat covered stomach. She pulled in her stomach when she felt his hand touch her. She felt it moving on her and she knew that he would be soon running his hands all over her body and she couldn’t do anything to stop it. She was not sure she even wanted him to stop. She could already feel her pussy becoming wet. She was learning to. He was always very honest with me and never denied that he frequently sought the pleasures of the local bimbo community; the fact he worked for Sleek Curvosity meant he had access to a constant supply fresh off the production line. But he reasoned to me that those girls were bimbos in both mind and body and they were never going to change, Sleek Curvosity made sure of that, but I on the other hand was bimbo in body only."He told me that when he was fucking one of the other girls he could enjoy.