So I decided I would surprise my sweet wife. I flew back in the next morning, not advising her about my return…I went directly from the airport to t...e local mall, to purchase some sexy outfit for my sensual wife. I got a very nice nightgown for her.I got hungry right there, so I sat down at the fast food restaurant right there at the mall. As I was sitting there, I overheard an interesting conversation from the table next to me.A black guy was telling his friends about a woman he had met at the. That way he can look up my skirt too. He might even like the view better.”Jessica called down, “Only because you won’t let me wear thong panties and you have more pubic hair than I do.”Gabrielle just smiled at me and climbed up high enough so that I could see up her skirt. She used one hand to hold onto the ladder while she used the other hand to lift the back of her pleated skirt. She was indeed wearing thong panties only the G-string kind with a tiny thread running up the crack of her fine. As she lay there she worried that this was all that was left of her. A balled-up shell of a formerly confident woman who had been exposed to the fact that she was hollow on the inside. She needed him to fill her, but if she held onto him much longer, she knew with certainty it would be her end at the same time. Misery is the harsh aftermath of unsatisfied passions, and on this score she was quiet familiar. Her thoughts stopped racing, they began to focus. She was undone, empty for the last. ” I chuckled. “Although, I think I was given the advanced version, both to build a safety margin and to feed as much strength as we could into the web through me.”“What of Lord Morgan?”I had given him the time he needed to recover. “I was there standing as safety for Lady Ashley. My turn is tonight,” he said.If his idea of standing safety was to stand there uncomfortably while the demon chased me to carry me away and eat my soul, we needed to have a long talk. Clover was still nervous, although.