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| The following Sunday afternoon just after the young upskirt kickoff........ "Brad," Valerie called from her dressing room, "can you come in here and help me for a minute!?!" "What was that, babe," he called from the den serena williams upskirt, "I can't hear ya, the game just started!" Raising her serena williams upskirt voice a little louder she repeated, "Could you please come upskirt shot in here and help me for a moment!?!" "Awww, Val," he yelled, "can't ya wait 'til half time, we've already got the ball on their thirty seven yard line!?!" Finally losing her temper upskirt shot, Valerie shouted, "Bradley Decker you get in her this instant serena williams upskirt, I'm tired of screaming back and forth, do you understand me!?!" After rolling his eyes and hopping out of his easy chair, he waited until the next play was run upskirt, a screen pass for fifteen yards, thank you, and then ambled into the dressing room and said, "Let's make it snappy, babe, we're within field goal range upskirt shot and I don't wanna miss anything, okay!?!" Sitting at her dressing table in just her bra and panties, Valerie casually ran a brush through her long blonde hair, feigning any interest in her husband at all! "Well," Brad demanded, "you got me in here, whaddaya need, let's go, babe, hurry it up will ya!?!" Finally recognizing his presence, Valerie turned to face him, and while still brushing her hair asked softly, "Would you be a dear and unhook my bra for me, Bradley, I'd really appreciate it?!?" "You got me in here for that," he upskirt undies demanded angrily, "are you nuts or somethin', I'm watching a game in there!?!" "Oh, Bradley," she replied smoothly, "I know how important your game is, but it will only take you a second and I'd really appreciate it, pleasssssssssse!?!" |
