He said he had a panty fetish and would love to sniff my wife's worn panties. We chatted for a while, and he would tell me how he planned to fuck my w...fe with his big cock, an as she would be begging for it, he would have me stand in the corner jerking my cock with her panties. He told me that my wife needed to be fucked by a real man, and that she was just being nice, and didn't want to hurt my feelings.Eventually, he came over during a poker game and when no one was looking I handed him a. I consoled her till she stopped crying. I told her to stay here in my room and sleep on my bed. I can manage on the floor. But she refused and wanted to leave. So I let her go.Next day I went to the HQ to Ins. Sharma and handed him the Mobile Phone. I never checked what was recorded in it. Next afternoon the Owner was arrested. I felt happy. I helped Leela get some justice.I needed to tell this to her. But I didn’t knew how. I didn’t had her contact or address. Neither it was a good idea to ask. Under Christina's influence Aileen had bought some quite risqué clothing - well, risqué from Aileen's narrow point of view anyway. Probably quite chaste when viewed from most people's perspective. For a long time Aileen would only wear those clothes around the house.I really thought that she was trying to please me, so I made a point of always telling her how good — and sexy - she looked when she did her dressing up thing. However she would always look down at her breasts and say how. The unbreakable strand of shining silver held, but Venus didn’t–she lost her footing and fell forward. Before she could even hit the ground, the Broot swung his fist hard, sending her flying into a tree like the lastperson in a particularly savage game of Crack-the-Whip. The hundred-year old oak splintered under the impact, but Venus managed to hold on to her end of the Girdle. Which just meant that when the Broot jerked it again, she went flying in an entirely different direction, straight.