The main theme that week had been making two families truly one, and she had focused especially on her three new sons as well as her husband and daugh...ers."Well, what would you like," Amy said from her bent position, breaking Laura's trance as she looked lustfully at Amy's twat."What's that," Laura asked having forgotten what they were discussing."To know what you want to do you have to start by deciding what you like to do." What I like to do is work!" Laura said exasperated. "My husband is. They are so tight you have to pull them on and then again to stretch them to get to the top of my thigh. When the garters are attached you can the amazon hooker slut in me start to emerge! lol! The feel of my bulging thighs rubbing together is another new feeling and it's hot! My waist is cinched down to 28 inches with the help of a wide leather belt underneath my girdle which turns a chubby belly and hips into full blown sexy big ass and a belly that's feels like an appendage! I love to jiggle. The object of my desire is tall, blonde haired, blue eyed and ripped with drool inducing muscles. His morning routine consists of greeting the sunrise by pushing back his curtains, reclining on his bed, and watching whatnot on television. All of this is done in a one piece – naked as the day he was born – birthday suit. My response is in kind. I spend mornings submerged in the darkness of my bedroom. I’ve even developed a routine. After I’ve tugged my curtains back I settle on the side of the. "Stepping behind the bar he pulled out a large colourful beach towel, and dried his arms and face before attacking his hair. When he removed his towel I laughed. His hair was a tangled mess and covered half his face. Running his fingers through it he combed out the tangles. I knew if I attempted doing anything like that I would just get more tangles, but he seemed to be able to make himself presentable again."There's nothing better for my bar that a woman's laughter," he smiled."Your bar?" I.