She looked around and noticed that most of Sam's clothes were missing.Another puzzle for her fried brain. She decided to take a nap and waitfor Sam t...o get home. Despite the fact he never responded to the olivebranch she had extended him over the phone. She had her fling on thewild side and was ready to make a new start on her marriage. If onlySam would cooperate.Beth stood next to her bed and saw something shiny on her pillow. Shebent over to inspect it. Upon close examination she became. “Like I said before, I am all yours..!”“John, sit down on the couch,” Eve tells me. “Wynn, look at his cock, fucking hard and fully ready for you.”I take the seat next to Wynn and Eve takes my cock in her hands and tries to further pull back the foreskin, but there is not much to gain anymore. Wynn laughs at both of us and moves on top of my lap, a knee on each side, sitting on my upper leg.To me, it looks like her still dripping wet and open pussy eagerly invites me. Her breasts are swaying up. He glanced up at himself in his grandmother's tri-fold bureau mirror onelast time and no matter how hard he looked, every angle returned theimage of pretty young girl in a fancy dress to his brain.His sister may have been teasing calling him a Barbie, but hisgrandmother had taken it even further, making sure her little doll wouldnot just be mint from every angle, but certainly a collector's edition.He was in a baby blue, Terani Couture A-line strapless prom dress withan intricate jeweled bodice. "Congratulations!" he called after her as Miranda headed down the stairs, "You deserve it, Miss! Way to go!" Looks like you were right!" laughed Misty, bounding out of nowhere and flinging her arms around Miranda, "You did win!" Um, yeah," chuckled Miranda dryly, smiling as best she could as she met Misty's happy gaze, "Mind if I talk to you for a second?"Misty gave her a suspicious look, searching for any sign of elation in Miranda's eyes and finding only thoughtful worry. "Okay..." she agreed.