And Alyssa, of course, Brad realized with a peculiar little inner shiver, still would be playing her game to the utmost. He himself could only wait helplessly in the car, ashamed and excited all at once, while his wife flaunted her mastery over her groveling husband, revealing her stern sensual power and her limitless erotic imagination. Having maneuvered the situation just so, she would simply stand there at the counter of the art shop, smirking faintly as the mind of the unsuspecting victim of her naughtiness seethed with the wicked perversions the girl had thrust into their hands. Yes, her cream-complected visage might stare back coyly innocent and serene, but surely the n*****s crowning her bouncy little breasts stood crinkled thick and sensitive, oh-so obviously aroused beneath the th
