Even that glimmer of a smile revealed the beauty she had hidden so well."Just cushions?" Yes, but very special cushions. The very best quality for the... very best of furnishings." Why did your wife divorce you?" Her blinkered ideas remained as the assumption that I was the guilty party proved."Wrong way round. I divorced her." I suppose you are going to try and tell me she was unfaithful?" No, she wasn't. She was a cruel, manipulative, mendacious woman who not only made my life hell; she made her. Walking across the living room Angel pushed open the bedroom door which was slightly ajar and walked in there was no-one there but on the bed was an ivory coloured Basque made of what appeared to be satin and silk, a thong in the same colour and material and white silk stockings there were also two boxes one smaller than the other sitting on the end of the bed, Angel took off her dress and shoes and neatly folded it over a chair and then standing in her bra and panties realised that the bedroom. I did my best to help him to hide his accident from his classmates and helped him to get a change of clothes from the school matron. Ihappened to notice that he was obliged to wear panties and pantyhose asthey had run out of socks and boxer shorts. He wasn't exactly thrilledabout that as he showed them to me and said, "Look what I am going to haveto wear!" I didn't watch him get changed but stood guard for him."Just as well you don't have sport this afternoon then, isn't it? Thatwill teach. Keep doing that." As the water pools a bit in her butthole, I slurp it out and continue rimming. So now I'm drinking water out of her ass while eating her sweet butthole, when I hear another buzz from my phone - probably another message from Chloe. What the fuck is Jessica writing back to her? Suddenly, I'm very paranoid, and feeling a little guilty again.I pull out of Jessica's ass. "What are you writing to her?" I return my tongue back to her asshole, so as not to destroy the mood.