MilkFountain
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I was invited to dinner at the home of a couple whose wife had left me gob-smacked with unrequited lust, as a lone male friend. As many times before, she dressed wonderfully for the occasion, frilly, rustling femininity, but the material smoothly molded over breasts and hips. Halfway through supper, her husband's phone buzzed, he left the room to answer. A few moments later, my phone rang. I excused myself from talking with his wife, barely able to keep my eyes level with hers while holding the phone to me ear. I was astonished to hear her husband's voice in my ear.
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