God, she was so beautiful. So alive.I, on the other hand, had my fair share of attention but I did not consider myself in the same league. I had shoul...der length red hair and green eyes. Below them a spatter of freckles emphasised my cheek bones. I stood a couple of inches shorter than Cara at 5ft 6. My figure was trim and well in proportion to my height. I could never understand why she needed to change her life anyway. To me she had and was everything. I was the one who was lacking that. It took quite some time.As I ate, I was torn. On one hand she had just cheated on me. True, we had talked about bringing in a third person but what she had done was just gone out and let a guy fuck her raw-dog! We had never talked about this. I had certainly never told her it was alright. After all, it was bed talk for fuck sake!But on the other hand, her perfect pussy was filled to the brim with the cum of another man; and she brought it home for me to eat. It tasted so fucking good! My cock. He didn’t seem to mind me being right beside him so the shoulder rubs would go longer and I would kiss his check or the top of his head when I went to sit down. This went on for 1.5 – 2 hours. Believe me this was driving me nuts. It was all I could do not to attack this poor man after all I waited 3 years a couple of hours maybe even a few days if needed wouldn’t hurt none. What he didn’t know was when I went to the washroom I would rub my clit with me fingers and my breasts with my. While than was roughly the normal length of the chain on a shackle, since it was an unmoveable bar Katija remained very immobile. She waddled back to the front, which was only possible by gyrating her hips.?Again, the shackles can be connected to the waist chain through a standard interface chain,? said Katija, as Mr. White connected a chain from the middle of the bar to her hips. Katija was now quite immobile, and her skirt was riding up a fair amount. Most of her thighs were visible, and.