Nadia dialed a number. ‘Hey, guys, I lost my T-shirt. Bring me another one… please… I don’t care if you did see me get in the car, bring me an...ther T-shirt… Okay, alright, he’s keeping it as a souvenir… What do you mean, NO… Fuck You, you ASS HOLES!’ Nadia lowered the phone and frowned at the lighted dial face. She pouted. ‘They won’t do it. In fact, they’re standing outside so they can watch me bounce back to the office topless. Let me have my T-shirt, please, and I’ll get you another one.’. Lacey looked over her shoulder and shared a smile with Paige. They kissed softly. Lacey gave me a quick peck on the lips, put her leg down and held her wedding dress up and away from her tummy as she backed away from me. She bent over and watched my come ooze down her belly towards her crotch. Paige stepped around and looked, too.“A little help here, baby?” Lacey said. “I can’t have my Daddy’s come staining my dress before the wedding.”“No, that wouldn’t be right, would it?” Paige said, and. More

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