He said nothing, but obliged me by sinking his single finger inside of me, moving slowly in and out. This was better, but still not enough. “More,�...� I demanded. He laughed a bit, low so I couldn’t hear him very well. He obviously didn’t want me to know who he was. At this point, I am not so sure it is my husband. The scent from the shirt is slowly making its way to my brain. The shirt smells delicious, but not wholly familiar as my husband's scent should be. Then he was finger fucking me with. I was furious.My wife on the other hand was ecstatic.Saturday noon was even worse. My wife packed all my male clothes, all ofthem, in three large suitcases. She made me wear one of her sweat suits,and we drove to the outskirts of Paris. A very confused, extremely drunkand totally filthy homeless man was the recipient of all my clothes!Early Saturday afternoon we went to the shopping center. My wife spent alot of my money buying me ONLY women's clothes, from brightly coloredpanties and matching. More

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