“We were notified that we didn’t make it last week. I’m not really surprised, and besides, Torvill and Dean are going to win, I’m sure. I’ve...skated against the Americans who are going and I really don’t think they have a chance, either. We beat them some and they beat us some. I think only the Russians have a chance. Mikael and I are just not there.”She didn’t sound upset, it was all matter of fact.“You don’t seem upset.”“When have I ever been upset? Well, OK, with you when you wouldn’t sleep. Tonight's session is called Re-imagining Your Male." Mrs. Malibu had their attention immediately. The fact that she had towed my naked husband into the room on a leash probably would have had that effect no matter what she had said. Seven of the women present are new inductees to the last wives club. They are dressed in everyday clothes, with the addition of bandit masks. Two other women and myself are wearing black burqas. Those two were invited because of their interest in Clothed Female. I could feel her pussy walls contacting around my fingers. Oh, she was cum. Her legs, pussy and all the pelvic region was flooded with gushing water coming out of the tunnel. Never before, I had seen so much cum on my hands. I did not want her to get up feeling wet, go to washroom for cleaning purpose and feel embarrassed in my eyes. Like a good father, I licked my daughter clean as her Mom never liked to see her children dirty. I continued cleaning her wetland for five minutes or so till I had. In the lights of the stores women were emerging, their men following close behind laden with their choices. At least he didn't have to follow a sponsor, around, James told himself as he turned down yet another badly lit, ill maintained road, heading for home.Barry Haste followed his wife out of the store. The bags were weighing him down already and they still had a way to go to where the car was parked. Valerie stood chatting to friends it gave Barry a chance to catch up. As he struggled with.