Elise glanced back at me out of the corner of her eye. Similar to the way she did on stage. Once again she started to twerk. Only this time it was han...s on. My hands latched on to her ass. She wiggled and flexed her glutes and I tried to hold on. Elise backed up closer and closer until she was sitting on my chest. I felt her hands on my body once more. They slid down my belly and once again grazed my cock. Only this time I was hard. She stopped shortly after grazing my cock. Suddenly, I felt a. Well, we’d be seeing.I was pretty much a psychological basket case since the divorce. And seven months after being conditionally declared single, I got the official papers saying the divorce was final. I got drunk, well, why the hell not. A reason to celebrate right! Also a reason to cry my baby-ass eyes out and I did both: drink and sob. The big news was that, as would eventually become clear, things were going to get infinitely worse and that long before they’d be getting better. Well, it was. I was desperate for release by now, with 3 fingers in my tight little hole he asked if I wanted to carry on with the fingering or would I prefer his cock?"Your Cock" I whispered hoarsly."let's go into the woods" he said.So we quickly rearranged our clothes, got out and went into the wood a short way. It didn't take long to find a spot, well covered, a slight depression in the ground, no one around.I was quickly on all fours with my truosers down,"rubbered up, or bareback?" He asked"Bareback. She said her husband was still not paying her any attention. He said, he just couldn’t get all excited that their new child was needing her for their meals.Most men find the whole breastfeeding experience a lovely thing. Jill’s husband found it annoying and didn’t even want to touch her. I asked her several times if she thought her husband was having an affair. She got very upset when I mentioned that to her. She said he was not coming home on time and traveling more than ever. I could tell she.