I followed her strong muscled legs up from her strange boots. It looked like she was standing on her tip-toes, but the boots didn’t have any heels s...o I couldn’t understand what forced her stand that way. She was a tall girl, almost as tall as I was I guessed, but at the moment she was a good two or three inches taller than me because of way the boots made her stand. Again I found myself looking at the swollen flesh of her sex, cruelly split by the thin leather strap. ?Don’t you think she’s. I had switched off the light and turned the dim light as usual while sleeping. Mami came upstairs and straight away took out her nighty and then looked at me and saw that I was busy with my phone so she just opened her bra straps and took it off while I was watching it. As she was facing me sideways I could clearly see how her breasts fell from her bra as they had been imprisoned inside it and where looking so free in the air as if birds were set out of their cages. I could clearly see how. A tiny waist with anhourglass figure, large, generous sloping and firm breasts topped withhuge cherry red nipples, a firm, round high ass that jiggled as shewalked, shapely legs meant for wrapping around your waist, plump red lipsmeant for wrapping around your cock, a high pitched and breathy voice,curly, thick strawberry blonde hair, and deep blue angel-eyes with longlashes. She was wearing a lacy red teddy with a thong and gartersunderneath. A wet dream. A nymph.I wanted to turn into this?. . . . . . . Oh my god no. . . " she gasped."Tell me his name bitch," I mocked.As her mind tried to resist, her body begged for release. Her mind was totally overloaded from the events of the day; from the events of the last two hours. I smiled; it took me only two hours to break this heretofore perfect wife. As her hips thrust against my tight rippled stomach; with my thickest hugehung cock buried to the hilt in her swollen pussy she finally broke."Chuck. . . . . His name is Chuck," my white.