.. umm ... well I sort of took it to get away from ... him." In London?" Lucy asked and Annabel nodded."He ... umm ... well I prefer up here."The ladi...es gently probed Annabel and she let her baby, the young Abigail, crawl off to play with the other babies as she talked. She was brought a cup of tea and turned around to see Margaret leaving, promising to see her later.Annabel was a little guarded on her answers although the ladies were left in no doubt that her boyfriend was up to no good, but. She was sitting Indian fashion on the sofa, her swollen pussy lips hanging slightly open between her splayed legs, drips of cum still forming in droplets that splatted ever few seconds to the old upholstery material. Her inner thighs were red and glistening. There was a red mark on her neck and another (perhaps teeth marks?) on her left tit. She had a drink in one hand and a joint in the other.All of us picked out perches and sat down -- all with our heads and bodies turned towards my wife as. Here's one example.......we work in the same area together so i usually give her a ride home. one night i was driving her home when she started taking off her clothes. in the truck. she asked if i mined. told her hell no, i just didn't want to crash. it was after 1 in the moring when all this was taking place. she sat there buck naked in my truck, on the highway fingering herself. told her i wanted to take her home & fuck her but i realized my wife was home. what she said next blew me away.. “Well, here she is: the star of the show!” The living room had been rearranged. The couch, two love seats, recliners and various chairs had been assembled into three sides of a rectangle. The fourth side was obviously where Sandrine would perform. Keith took the ‘stage.’ “Okay, you all know about Sandrine and Danielle’s wager. I told Sandrine she could back out, because nobody is doing anything in my house they’re not willing to do. Sandrine has consented to pay off willingly. Is that right,.