#241715 - And in the follow-up story, Freddy in the Bathroom: My Wife's Confession, my husband has already described for you in great detail his thoughts and reactions to my having confessed to him about what took place between Freddy and me in that small bathroom on that fateful Sunday afternoon, back when I was a young lady. In other words, even though I didn't fully understand why Freddy was doing the various sexually-related things that he was doing to me, I have to confess that I felt safe enough with him doing them to me--even after he started rubbing his bare thing back and forth against mine (fucking me). And so was the stretched-out crotch material of Bea's panties, which had managed to catch most of the sexual drippings from her pussy.
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