“What are you doing, Jason!” Jane cried.“You didn’t think that I would let you keep my Grandmother’s engagement ring, did you?”It suddenly...occurred to Roger that he and Jane’s mother had put down deposits on all sorts of things for the wedding. Invitations had been sent. He was going to lose a great deal of money as the result of Jane and Jason’s wedding being called off.“Listen, Billings! Calling off the wedding now is going to cost a bundle. If you do this, I am going to sue your ass off for. She, 23, dark hair with fake tan, voluptuous body with lots of curves, but NOT fat, and oh that chest. My wife, Sandy, 29, more fair-skinned, got called into work last minute, leaving Michelle and I at home. She has always been one to keep to herself ever since I had known her. She stayed in her room then came downstairs and said she was going for a bike ride. She came back an hour later, flushed and drenched with sweat, and I heard her go upstairs and turn the shower on... I said okay, this is. She wanted to fuck and I wasn’t fucking her hard enough.So I pulled her hands behind her back and she fell onto the sofa again. I was getting close, so I started to ram relentlessly into Cynthia’s body. She was moaning and swearing as her body lunged forward with each thrust. She looked so sexy with her hair thrown above her head; and the expressions of agony on her face told me that she was about to have an orgasm.My thrusting pace was fast and hard as my climax approached. Cynthia was moaning. It was a Friday evening when the self-invited guest showed up, bearing no flowers or wine or anything that would reveal any manners at all. He was welcomed, or at least he got that impression, by the slender woman with long dark hair and a magnificent bosom with much cleavage on display in the lowcut blouse that she wore.Carrying on a conversation, she kept Manuel well supplied with his favorite beer, bending over to give luscious views of her barely covered mammaries as she served it. She.