Alyssa returned with a plate and glass. She sat down, pushing the box aside so she could have her food closer. “So, if the box isn’t Dad’s and i... isn’t yours, to whom does it belong?”I smiled. Alyssa had backed Mom into a corner.Mom shrugged. “I don’t know why your father kept it.”Alyssa took a bite and nodded. When she could speak again, she asked, “You don’t know, but you can’t stop looking at it.”“It’s hideous.”Alyssa shrugged as she continued to eat. “I don’t know. The leather is soft,. His hands cupping her breasts, hers framing his face, then drawing his shoulders closer.And inevitably, the clothing is no longer comfortable or convenient. She shucks off his jacket, he drags her blouse out of her skirt. Shirts open. Her skirt hikes up higher and higher. Then the couch is no longer comfortable. She stands, takes him by the hand, and heads for the inevitable bed.One by one, pieces of clothing fall away. With only underwear, they dive under the covers. She's panting, aroused,. More

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