On a different occasion Alyssa sent to her husband’s cell phone a beautiful close-up of her own familiar cunt, puffy labia split wide by a new dildo plunged squelchingly deep within her copiously lubricated interior. Brad had smiled gently at the sight of that hungry wet pink flesh pushed open by the nubby s*x-toy that gleamed incongruously bright blue. How sweet, he thought, to imagine his excitable goddess-w***e shopping in some seedy little erotic store for a new vibrator and getting so worked up that she simply had to hurry out and try it on herself right away! And yet after a moment he realized that something was odd about her hand...The fingers were backwards, he thought uncertainly, the wrist and fingers turned the wrong way, almost as if the picture had been mirror-imaged—and yet e
