“What about tonight?”My hands pushed her thighs apart. Her fiery aroma tickled my nose. Her pussy was wet and hot. She undulated, rubbing her shav...d flesh against my chest, leaving her sticky passion behind. “You were at a tavern. A rough place. Why?”“I heard there was a troubadour of unsurpassed skill,” she answered. “I desired to hear him play.”“And that's all? You were masturbating fiercely when I arrive.”“Oh, he was a sexy man, my Lord, and his song stirred me. If I was weak, I might have. Then my spouse fixed that difference as theygently put the other stocking on.Next, my spouse pulled out a black dress, and raising my arms they slid itover my head, pulling it down until it was in its proper place, and by nowI was tingling all over from the feelings this act was producing in me.Gently, my spouse put my feet in a pair of stiletto heels, and then helpedme stand again. Not used to being in such shoes, I wobbled a bit, butfound my balance.Finally, my spouse took out a pallet of. Now I know what I've been missing all this time!"Miki's vagina constricted even tighter around my cock and I gasped in surprise and nearly lost all control! She giggled and asked me, "Did you like that? Mom taught me about Kegel exercises when I was little. She says they keep a woman's female organs toned and healthy."I hoarsely gasped out, "Thank you, Reiko! Miki, will you marry me, Darling?"She laughed in delight, and said, "You don't remember, Dear? We were married only about three hours. Cara remained silent - odd for her. She pushed me to the side of Rachael’s bed and moved to the other side, parking her butt on the bed. In a motherly gesture, she brushed a stray lock of hair out of her daughter’s face and tried to curl it behind her ear. Rachael’s hair still had too much character to stay put.When I finished explaining, Cara looked at me. Her voice low, she told me, “I’ll take her home. The best surgeons in the world are in Los Angeles.”“She’s already had surgery. From here.