He was a dispatcher over at the fire department. He tried to become a fireman, but couldn't pass the physical." So he should be able to look after him...elf. Maybe you should sue him for child support."I thought about that, but my lawyer said that I made more than enough money to not need it. He thought that Frank would be more willing to be part of the kids’ lives if he wasn't mandated to spend a monthly sum; besides, even state minimums would be beyond his ability to pay. On his advice I. The air was cool against her flushed pussy and her eyes closed momentarily. Her hand slipped down and touched. She felt wet, open, ready for him already.“You’re – fucking – perfect,” he said. His hand was at the front of his pants.She sighed, opening her legs wider and he stood up, standing directly opposite her.“God, you’re so fucking hot. And all fucking mine.”She sighed. “Yours.”Her fingers were moving, slicking back and forth. She sank further back into the sofa, displaying herself. Well, it was big, but that's better than it being small, right? In… and out. Cycle. Repeat. The Way.She knew herself. She wasn't sure why she was the way she was- she knew that usually women didn't have cocks, but she was a woman- she had nice breasts, certainly. Only her downstairs was a little lacking. It lacked pubic hair, for starters. She was completely smooth and hairless. And then it also lacked a pussy. And it just had a little- big- something else to make up for that. Whatever. She. Dan told Debbie of our success and for a while she joined in our little celebration. The obvious friction between them soon resurfaced when Dan complained of how she was dressed.'You never try to look nice for me nowadays' he complained.'What's the point you're always too drunk to do anything anyway' she retorted.I felt a little uncomfortable when Dan moaned to his wife. 'I need to be drunk to sleep with you'.He smiled as if he'd won a point. I was starting to feel embarrassed and decided it.