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Bright eyed and wanting to please, I found Bea wobbling along the sidewalk. She was wearing a tacky bum peaking stupidly short micro skirt and Mount Everest proportion high heels, the sort of shoes that a girl buys to look grown up, but merely makes the statement that she is fuck bunny cock sucking bimbo. I followed closely behind her, enjoying watching her ass cheeks rotate left and right as her skirt flipped up each step. I left it too long, and some other guy caught her eye. So still behind her, I looked over her shoulder at him and said, 'Sorry mate, this is my wife you're looking at.' He looked foolish and buggered off quickly. Bea, however, turned to look at me with complete and utter bewilderment, her big eyes blinking while developing a thought. Both she and I waited for the thought to travel through her brain, get lost, and eventually come out again as the words, 'You want me what you want?'
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