Tom took off his wet shorts and put them in the clothes basket. When he was getting out of the shower and drying off, his brother, Bill came into the ...athroom. Bill was two years older than Tom and worked in an auto parts store. He attended a junior college part-time since he graduated from high school."Hi, Bro, how's it hanging," Bill said.Tom said, "Hey, I have been wanting to talk to you." About what?" A lot of things have been happening in my life. But now I have to hurry because I have a. She still though her four year degree raised her slightly above me. We saved, at my insistence, had 401 programs, she even had a profit sharing program at her job. On reflection, I really think she was just waiting to cash out. I didn’t really fight it, just made sure it was an even split. I didn’t want the house, so we sold it and split the money. She went on a cruise, got a nice apartment and a new car, and lived the life of a comfortable divorcee. I went back to work, got promoted to. He pushed his dick into her tight anus and grabbed onto her hips.“I’m gonna talk dirty, baby. You love when I talk dirty, don’t you?” Ray asked Liv.“Yes!” she replied. She knew it made Steve hot, too.“God, your filthy asshole feels so good on my cock. Your such a dirty little whore, all filled up and covered in cum! When I shoot my load in you, there will be four loads in you. Not from a gangbang, but because you’re a horny little slut who lets men just keep fucking your ass.”Olivia wondered. She went to get some coffee and I sat there reflecting, remembering how I had screwed our lives up. I knew how wrong I was within a month of my walking out on Jerry. The reality of the pain in my heart was much more than any pain I could have imagined even if Jerry had died. I cried a lot in my lonely townhouse. The empty bed mocked me at night. I thought about all the things we had fought about … they seemed so minor now. How many times had I picked up that phone to call my husband? I had.