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the street where the late evening traffic was only just beginning to die down. Her blonde bush was visible to the world, and her breasts thrust perkily out into the night for all to see. The pearls felt cool against her flesh and teased her clitoris as the heavy strand rose and fell slightly with her quickening breaths. And she realised then that her pussy was getting wet, seriously wet, obeying her new husband like this against her own modest instincts.
    â€˜Now,’ Andrew said, abruptly turning her around so she was facing the inside of the house and her naked bottom was exposed to the street, ‘exercise for me.’
    â€˜Excuse me?’ Penny was sure she must be dreaming, but unfortunately she was not. Burning with shame, she not only had to stand in the open doorway wearing only stockings and pearls, she had to bend over and touch her ankles. She was forced to spread her legs a little to do so, which pushed her naked bottom out towards the night and anyone who happened to be passing by.
    She felt the frigid air invade her private parts, and the cold, hard pearls kiss her nipples as she stretched. Then Andrew turned her around so she was facing the street again, and when she bent over again, he thrust his erection inside her and fucked her swiftly and remorselessly from behind.
    Yet he pulled out without coming, and she moaned as he replaced his delicious penis with one of his fingers. Her breath caught when she felt him transfer some of her hot juices from her pussy to the little puckered hole leading into her anus, and she closed her eyes in horror when he pulled her cheeks apart. He fucked her bottom with almost brutal energy, shoving his helmet through her ring and filling her with him as her cries of mingled pain and pleasure were drowned out by the sound of traffic rushing by in the street.
    When he was finished with her - after he came with a great yell, yanking her buttocks up hard against him to ram his pulsing, spurting cock deep into her - she whimpered as he pulled out slowly. Then he helped her stand up straight, closed the door behind them, and crooked a finger under her chin so she was forced to look up into his eyes.
    â€˜There,’ he said, ‘this good girl deserves her hot bath now. And remember,’ he added as she started eagerly up the stairs of her new home, surreptitiously wiping away her tears, ‘anytime you want to wear those pearls again in front of anyone, you just let me know.’ And he smiled.
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    That fateful night when her girlfriends came to visit, they were all rather tipsy from indulging in one drink too many. Amanda was getting married, and they were having a final girls’ night out for her. They wound up at Penny’s and Andrew’s place after the club because it was a nice big comfortable house, not a small cramped apartment like the one’s her single friends lived in. At two o’clock in the morning they were still chatting happily in the living room when Andrew came downstairs in one of his elegant robes. ‘What’s all this?’ he asked.
    The three friends, in various states of disrepair, were sprawled across the sofa, and in one of the big comfortable armchairs. Penny leapt to her feet the second Andrew entered the room, but her friends didn’t bother to get up.
    â€˜Penny’s been giving me a send-off to wedded bliss,’ Amanda declared in a slurred voice. Being the party girl, she was the most sloshed.
    â€˜Yeah,’ Caroline chimed in, ‘tomorrow she’s swearing to love, honour and obey. Fat chance!’ If she hadn’t laughed after she said that, maybe everything would have turned out differently. But she did laugh, and suddenly Penny knew the night was about to turn sour on her. She was trying to give Caroline a warning look when she heard Andrew’s chillingly reasonable tone.
    â€˜Funny you should say that, Caroline, as Penny took the same oath. Didn’t you, my pet?’
    His

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