She turned around slowly and wrapped her arm around his neck. “I’m forever yours. Take me to bed.” He smiled at her and picked her up. He carrie...d her to the bed, laying her down on it. He climbed on top of her, holding her tight as they kissed passionately. Their bodies pressed together, fusing them as one. “My beautiful wife,” he murmured. “I love you so much. I can’t wait to have a family with you, and have children with you. I want to grow old with you.” He kissed her once more, slipping his. It's a stupid opening and totally unbelievable anyway.)Which brings me to my last point. We have to stop using dumb openings to these things. Just get the disclaimer out of the way and get on with the action. Our customer satisfaction ratings have slipped from 97% to 95.3% in the latest J.D. Powers survey, and I think our "too clever" openings may have something to do with it.And use a simple disclaimer, like: *Under 18? Go away.* That'd do it. OK, let's get to work. Oh, and Dick, please report. Iput on the bra and put in the realistic breastforms that Daddy had bought me formy birthday. I blended the seams with make-up and made sure the bra was snug. Iput on the crinoline, making sure it stuck out properly. I then dropped thedress over my head, letting it slide down over my breasts and over thecrinoline. I adjusted the see-through straps and fixed the lace trim at thebottom of the crinoline. I tied the apron around my waist and adjusted it in thefront. I clipped a cuff around each. It was a crop top that went from her shoulders to almost her belly. It was bigger than the bikini top, but the laces on the back and front made it certain that her boob would be pretty much in the show.While she was busy with the crop top, the tenant Sumit had lifted his married landlady’s nightie, till her underwear was visible. She felt a tickle in her thighs.“Keep your voice low darling, you don’t wanna wake Pranab.” Sumit had pulled his pants down to free his penis. Since Diya stood on a.