angelique127
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Isabelle cried most of the way during the flight home on their private jet. She could barely look Carl in the eye after their ordeal in Mexico ! Not only had they been robbed by a brutal thug but he had humilated them both. He had taunted poor Carl, who was tied up and helpless, by making him aware of how wet his beautiful brides pussy was as he finger fucked her in front of him ! Isabelle's body had betrayed her and she couldn't help getting aroused, in spite of the situation ! To make things worse Carl had apparently enjoyed seeing his wife ravished right before his very eyes...
The two prescripation Xanax and washed down with a cocktail Isabelle took helped put her to sleep for the remainder of the flight. She didn't remember much after that until she woke up in bed in her own room the next day. Home at last and feeling safe...Maria brought her breakfast and encouraged her to eat but Belle didn't have much of an appetite. She just wanted to isolate in her room for the time being. Isabelle did ask her young domestic servant if she had seen Roger around lately and Maria told him he was staying at the guesthouse and using the pool every now and then. Isabelle was comforted by his presence and couldn't wait to see him. She decided to get dressed for dinner hoping it would make her feel better. Maria being very helpful drew her bath and helped her get ready afterwards, brushing her hair and making Isabelle feel feminine. Like a lady...
She chose a simple but classy polka dot dress to wear with a pair of heels. Both Carl and Roger where standing, waiting in the dining room when Isabelle made her grand entrance. Carl complimented his wife's appearance, glad to see her up and about, as did her brother in law. Roger boldly undressed her with his eyes...
" My dear, I am so sorry what you had to endure during our honeymoon and I decided to get you a present, until I can replace your enagement ring and wedding band ! " Carl smiled and handed her a little white poodle. " Just a token of my affection. "
" Oh my god, he's so cute ! " Isabelle exclaimed taking him in her arms. " What's his name ? "
" Well he doesn't have a name at the moment. That is up to you to decide ! " Carl smiled.
Isabelle affectionately hugged him to her chest, considering a name while he licked her cheek.
" Oh thank you Carl, Isabelle said kissing her husband on the cheek. " I think I will name him Baxter. "
It didn't take Isabelle long to spoil her new furry friend. Throughout dinner she fed him table scraps from her plate, fussing over him like a baby. Isabelle glanced at Roger every now and then and he smiled at her...she was so glad to be home...
The two prescripation Xanax and washed down with a cocktail Isabelle took helped put her to sleep for the remainder of the flight. She didn't remember much after that until she woke up in bed in her own room the next day. Home at last and feeling safe...Maria brought her breakfast and encouraged her to eat but Belle didn't have much of an appetite. She just wanted to isolate in her room for the time being. Isabelle did ask her young domestic servant if she had seen Roger around lately and Maria told him he was staying at the guesthouse and using the pool every now and then. Isabelle was comforted by his presence and couldn't wait to see him. She decided to get dressed for dinner hoping it would make her feel better. Maria being very helpful drew her bath and helped her get ready afterwards, brushing her hair and making Isabelle feel feminine. Like a lady...
She chose a simple but classy polka dot dress to wear with a pair of heels. Both Carl and Roger where standing, waiting in the dining room when Isabelle made her grand entrance. Carl complimented his wife's appearance, glad to see her up and about, as did her brother in law. Roger boldly undressed her with his eyes...
" My dear, I am so sorry what you had to endure during our honeymoon and I decided to get you a present, until I can replace your enagement ring and wedding band ! " Carl smiled and handed her a little white poodle. " Just a token of my affection. "
" Oh my god, he's so cute ! " Isabelle exclaimed taking him in her arms. " What's his name ? "
" Well he doesn't have a name at the moment. That is up to you to decide ! " Carl smiled.
Isabelle affectionately hugged him to her chest, considering a name while he licked her cheek.
" Oh thank you Carl, Isabelle said kissing her husband on the cheek. " I think I will name him Baxter. "
It didn't take Isabelle long to spoil her new furry friend. Throughout dinner she fed him table scraps from her plate, fussing over him like a baby. Isabelle glanced at Roger every now and then and he smiled at her...she was so glad to be home...
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