A few minutes later my phone rang, it was my loving wife Jacqueline. Whenever she’d call, a picture appeared on my screen of her in a very saucy bla...ck night gown, and it was very transparent, giving a glimpse of her nipples, and if you looked hard enough you could see the outline of her bald pussy. “Hi, honey,” I answered into the phone. “Hello, cutie, how’s the bus trip going?” she asked. “Yeah, all good,” I replied. “You didn’t answer my text earlier.” “Sorry about that. I’ve been at. She still hadn't figured out those... what were they? Bray, Bry, what were they called? Those things you were supposed to cover your tits with under your clothes. She had been unsure and wary of them, but now realized that she had made a terrible faux pax. He probably didn't like pregnant girls anyway.For now, her breasts were the only things she could do anything about. 'They must be too small,' she thought. 'I thought they were pretty big, but some strippers are larger still! If I could make. Too! How wonderful, two plus' inone day! "Yea" Ray said. "I finally get revenge on that bitch, and it islegit too." Katrina said, "Do I need to do anything to help you get ready?Massage, breakfast, strip naked?" Ray instantly felt a jolt in his groin atthe thought of Kat stripping again for him. He knew she was teasing him onpurpose, and how he had to turn her down. "Oh, for that Kat, I am going tohave to take you across my knee tonight!" "oh, I am so looking forward toit honey" said. It felt like the hand clapping went on forever and I just wanted the tirade of abuse to begin. Anything would have been better than the silence. Very nice show kids!, John sneered at us, Not that it was any big surprise of course, not after your blow job in the car last night or the blow job in the morning while you thought we were sleeping! Mike and I looked horrified at each other for a split second, the horror obviously clear on our faces. John snickered in a way I had never heard from him.