As we were waiting on the food, Brett was running his hands all up and down Agness long silky legs, pushing her short skirt up to almost revealing her...panties. Then the door bell rang. Brett looked at my wife stearnly and told her to leave her skirt up. He then went to the door and told the young man delivering the pizza to step in out of the heat. As Brett went to get a pen to sign, I made small talk with the young man. I mentioned about how the pizza could of been cooked on top his car over. .. ? Where's my clothes... and why do I feel sore..." she growled at me, before turning ash white as realization set in. She may have had a hangover... but she has no problem in putting 2+2+2 together and getting 6. The hand that wasn't holding the coffee mug disappeared under the spread, apparently checking to see if there was any dampness in the sheets. Her eyes were wide as she looked at me."Yeah. I think we..." my voice trailed off, as I sighed, and indicated the pile of discarded clothing.. More

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