We in the heavenly hosts do not make mistakes! Cordelia is a super bitch and that's is that. Why do you think the headaches and visions were given to ...er - for atonement! She will have them for another 70 years." Seventy years!" gulped Cordelia."Yes, and well deserved. Then and only then if she has behaved herself will she be allowed into heaven - The odds though or running 2 to 1 against her." But..." No buts Dennis. Ah, here's my supervisor, Pat."Pat paid no attention. He was pouring himself. Noticing the change in my facial expression, which was in response to hers, she managed to fake a smile.“Thank you, Honey. That means a lot,” Carol managed to replay.When I had retired to my room and was in bed, I saw Carol stepping out of the shower and drying her hair with her towel. I couldn’t help but think about how, a few hours ago, my wife was giving a blowjob and then getting fucked at her workplace. The thought of it was slightly arousing but rage had already clouded my mind. She never. I'm soaking my thong!”“She's a bit of a bridezilla,” I said to Kurt over Rosemary's trembling breasts.“But she's worth it,” he said, his hand sliding up his wife's smooth stomach to her sternum. To the base of her bra. He pulled the cup down, exposing her right breast. A dusky-pink nipple popped out, hard and begging to be loved.Kurt loved it.Rosemary squealed in delight. Her green eyes squeezed shut. She flicked out her tongue, wetting her ruby lips. Her hand flew up and down my girl-dick. She. I put my hands round her and squeezed her breasts as I slowly and rhythmically fucked her. All the while I was wondering how I could get to fuck her mates and soon we both came and I went limp inside her.I didn’t tell her what I was thinking, we kissed for a while, she sucked me and commented how our mixed juices tasted so good and then she ushered me out saying that she needed a shower before everyone got home. I left and drove home relishing the memories of a couple of hours inside Azma,.