Yeah, I know there are more traditions that surround this date that for all their paganism are far less superstitious. Supposedly, we can start to fee... the days grow longer from this point. What I’m feeling are the days growing shorter. Fewer and fewer days until we—my eleven girlfriends and I—stand before a judge and swear to join with each other as partners in a domestic relationship. It could be twelve girlfriends, but I really don’t think Remas will be ready to join us.So, fifty-nine days. With all this going on, deep inside you would always know, that you are never going to get lucky from such situations.Within a minute, she had procured a mirror out of her bag and was presently busy scrutinizing her face. I utilized that moment to steal a couple more glances.“Aren’t you a bit too well-dressed?” I asked after a while. “Well,” she said smirking, “I am an aspiring actress. And I’m returning from this audition. That should explain the over-the-top attire. And the bag.”Aspiring. If you pulled up her skirt you could clearly see those prude white panties underneath. A way of pretending that she was someone she was not was by wearing those granny panties. How dare she fuck around with the neighborhood boys… how dare she soil your good name.You stare at the television while your hand is submerged deeply into the Cheetos bowl. You fish around and grab some, then shove them into your mouth quickly. The television shows no comfort and all you can hear was the constant. Rhonda tells me that's all for now and that in this moment she wants to finger my ass until I explode deep inside her, Knowing shes fertile as she is a new mother again, I plead to get off me before I knock her up and she just smiles and sinks deep and stops. Holy fuck I explode my second load in less then 4 hrs into my ex wife and at the same time she enters the depths of an orgasm only known to her but witnessed by me. Rhonda starts shaking and trying to rip her own nipples off but actually.