He brushed her hands away. He wanted to do it himself. He pulled her shirt off to reveal her smooth stomach. Her breasts were perfect in the moonlight.... He had never seen her naked in all the years he’d known her. Max didn’t know what he had been missing. He pushed on her shoulder until she laid back down. He tilted forward, planting a small kiss above her pants. She gasped. He smiled against her and nipped the skin lightly. He ran his hands up from her hips to the sides of her breasts. Her. Even though she hadn't been formally trained at a nakedblonde vocational school, she was young (Ashley guessed she was only about 18 years old when Daddy brought her home, maybe even younger) and had a beautiful face, perfect skin and an enormous set of firm, healthy, pliable breasts. She was a brand new model at the time Daddy bought her, meaning she had never been owned before, and that's why she had to be taught to suck.Because that was, essentially, what nakedblondes were for. They were for. . But she couldn't lie. And even if she did that wouldn't help her. "So, what do you propose Mr. Devlin?" A deal. I take part of what I want and I won't bother you anymore"."And what does that deal entail exactly?", she demanded full of suspicions."We will stay in Paris for a few more days and during these days you will sleep with me. In my room". He emphasized the words as if she were too stupid to understand their meaning.Jen felt every part of her body screaming yes while her mouth said. So now it was his turn to be the devoted and supportive 'cuckold'; for such was the only meaningful word to describe the situation he now found himself in!"So, are you leaving me?" He asked his wife."Habib does not support divorce," was her immediate reply. "He has no intention of pushing you out of your role as my husband." But your carrying his baby," he replied."Yes, that's true, but your still my husband---just not the father of my baby. There are still other aspects of our relationship.