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I thought I would leave it before going to check on her, but then I heard her footsteps again and this time they were coming towards me. The door swung open and although pretty pissed she walked in and I was left speechless. She had taken the jumpsuit off and was now wearing the leather jacket and gloves and the leather boots. I sat bolt upright and still unable to muster anything to say she walked straight at me and sat on my lap, places both of her soft leather gloves hands on my face and. But the twinge of jealously passed, and was replaced with another sensation. Something began to dawn on him. His wife had never even hinted that she would like anything but being fucked in the cunt. Now... maybe... just maybe... He snapped his fingers and, totally ignoring the pleading red-head who was so desperate for his penis, hoisted himself up and walked over to where Rita was taking Jack's cock into her ass."Hey! Where you going?" Kelly said, the hurt in her voice clear and plain. Never. Then, like a naughty schoolgirl, I started crying. In front of a complete stranger. Her hand disappeared into her briefcase and came out with a packet of tissues which I gratefully accepted from her. Her hand landed on my arm and she stroked me gently much as one would to console a c***d. I suddenly felt safe with her. She asked where I was going and the next thing I knew she had offered to take me there and I was being led to a car parked in the far corner. I'm not a car person but even to me. The cramps are as painful as the realization of my imminent demise and a reminder of the torture I have yet to experience. So I dream of that face, that face that looked at me so lovingly and completely. That face that did not realize that she was not sneaking intimate relations with her husband to be, but with his identical twin. She called me Richard, she never knew the difference, she told me she would love me for an eternity and a day. Her slender fingers traced the muscles on my back up.
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