The Demise Of A Loving Husband 1
My wife, Mary, and I, David, had been married for ten years. I was thirty-seven, and she was thirty-five with a very womanly shaped body, firm 36C cup breasts, slim waist, and a very well-rounded backside well packed into her tight-fitting blue cocktail dress. It was low cut at the front, showed a nice cleavage amount, and just finished above her knee, showing her firm shapely calves.We had attended my Company's Christmas Party. The business had expanded very quickly over the past ten years,...
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