Those naughty fingers began to massage my inner thighs.I had a big smile in my face as my loving Victor turned to look at me. He made a toast in the a...ir with his glass and I did the same…The warm fingers moved up in between my firm buttocks and I spread my feet to allow them an easier insertion; since now I was sure that I was going to be fingered…I felt those fingers gliding over the thin material of my cotton thong and I felt now my cunt was dripping wet. I gasped for some breath.The fingers. I snapped away a couple of shots of her really nice cleavage, and then started to show her how I wanted her to stand. I told her to stand by the hood and started to show her how to stand leaning towards the hood with her back and her hands behind her. When she was in the right position I quickly grabbed the bag for a pair of handcuffs that I had bought and cuffed her hands behind her.She was really slow in reaction, and didn’t really understand what happened until it was too late. By the time. "I gently put a hand on Janice's arm. "How healthy is our marriage?" I asked."Very bad," she said, her eyes still closed."Why?"Janice sighed. "I can't stop thinking about you dressed up in women's clothing. You used to be so strong and dependable. But now you seem so weak and pathetic. I feel like I can't depend on you anymore." Janice, how long will our marriage last?" Another one or two months."I caught my breath. "Why so short?" I've contacted a divorce lawyer and she's drawing up papers."I. We had an old canvas tent for rainy days or hot afternoons to keep the rain off or getting burned by the wickedly hot July or August sun. On the occasions my brother Wasn,t with us we used the tent for privacy. The first time we used it I Didn,t even know Mom had put it in the trunk. Brother Austin was staying at one of his friend,s houses that hot August afternoon when we,d set out, stopping at the local gas station both for gas and live minnows for bait. When I went to,put the bait bucket in.