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I’d decided I didn’t want Emily to become his woman. When I got back, the bedroom door was locked. I heard them laugh, then Emily saying loudly,...“Oh oh, sounds like the wimp is back.” I heard Carl say, “Let him see what he’s missed and what you’ve had.” She unlocked the door and I burst in, then stopped dead at the sight before me. Emily stood semi-naked in just stockings and high heels with her hands on her hips and a haughty smile on her pretty face. I looked past her to see Carl. When he was done, Sean pulled it back, handing it to Shelly. The man pulled out his own pad, the process repeating.The information having been exchanged, they relaxed. The stranger looked over at Shelly, giving her a playful leer."So, my Lady, how about you and I celebrate our new business arrangements?" Shelly leaned forward, breasts saying hello in a delightful new way, lips giving him a sexy smile as she looked him up and down."Tell you what, old man. Next time we're in the city, I'll look. More

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