A few hours later, coffee and supper was made and enjoyed, I heard a notification from my computer. I had already heard back from Sarah and made plans... to see her tomorrow. Strolling over, I read the brief message from Zaida: 'Call me on WhatsApp after you see this'. Sure enough, I saw a new video file and loaded it to watch... and there she was, my beautiful wife Zaida, on her knees. She was naked again, her pretty brown perky breasts visible to the camera angle, a perfect impish grin on her. As she stroked my cock and fingered her bald cunt through her panties, he would show off his body and he clearly got harder as he watched her work my cock. My uncut cockhead was very wet, and she used her index finger to collect some of the precum, then she told him to lick it off her finger. As he licked it I started ‘fucking’ his mouth with my finger as she kept stroking me. Finally she told him to suck me…..and he knelt between my legs, thanked her several times for letting him serve and. Das erste war ein altes, in Leder gebundenes Tagebuch mit einem abgewetzten Band darum, das den Deckel geschlossen hielt, das zweite war ein dicker Umschlag, auf dem mein Name, Melissa Gordon, in ordentlicher (wenn auch altmodischer) Handschrift stand. Der Brief darin war auf teures schweres Papier getippt, das ein Firmenwasserzeichen in der Mitte der Seite hatte. In dem Schreiben wurde erklärt, dass die Anwaltskanzlei von einem kleinen, unabhängigen Museum beauftragt wurde, das beiliegende. I was wearing pale make upwhich was offset by my scarlet lipstick and fingernails or ratherfingernail extensions. I was wearing 6 inch black wedge platform shoes.Mum had coached me in how to walk in them advising me to take smallersteps and keep more upright with my shoulders back like I was showing offmy breasts. She coached me in going up and downstairs and told me to becareful standing up after putting my shoes on.But as I stepped out of the front door I stumbled and had to grab hold ofMum.