I did not need another answer. ‘How often do you see her?’ He cleared his throat. ‘Just once, like I told you. She doesn’t mean anything to me... It was an accident.’ I laughed. It was sharp and throaty. It wasn’t my laugh. I could feel my husband wince. I tried to clasp a string of pearls around my throat. My hands wouldn’t cooperate. ‘Why did you tell me? Why now?’ I banged my open palm down on the vanity top. I decided against the pearls. ‘What do you want me to say? That I want to leave you?. .I can't do this again."Mark ignored the obvious groans of displeasure coming from Isabella andkept her bent over, her short French maid dress showing her bare brownass. "Come on sweetness," Mark cooed as he lowered his hand down toIsabella's exposed pussy, "my wife doesn't get home for a few morehours."Isabella was doing her best to forget her past life as Jack, after thatfateful day with her mother she realized that nothing would ever be thesame again. That was further proved after a week. More

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