I clung to her and I knew that she was clinging to me. This was the thing she’d been waiting for. It was what drove her to Miranda. It was what had ...ade her suspicious of my generosity. Her uncle had been that type of man and had done the most monstrous thing imaginable to her. My tears stopped flowing and I didn’t feel as lost in guilt any more. I felt rage. He’d hurt one of my girls. I put aside my own pain and focused instead on hers.I smoothed her hair and told her all the things that she. After a few moments of this her friend broke off the kiss and started to roll my wife’s tight dress over her hips and up her body. My wife raised her arms as her friend pulled it over her head and off. My wife was wearing a flimsy suspender belt, stockings, extremely high heels, no knickers and a tiny quarter cup bra that held her breasts whilst leaving most of their globelike shape uncovered. Her nipples were rigidly erect and proudly pointed upwards. Her hairless pussy was looking red and the. More

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