As Bette Jean hung Lester's sport coat in the closet in their bedroom she could almost feel the strong arms pinning her down. The empty sleeves remind...d her just how big a man he was, how demanding, how brutal. Well no matter how brutal he was now, she deserved worse. He couldn't punish her enough.Wanda would have to go. She couldn't be allowed to disrupt this household any more. Since she had come their whole world had turned inside out. Somehow, some way... get rid of her. Then, perhaps,. . you know ... hang out down there in the nude ... It's kinda a thing with me ... I like being nude ... when I can ... like ... uh ... whenever I have a chance ... and I found out that's a place I can do it..."Mike's heart continued to pound. So he was right. That was indeed what she had been doing in the library when he met up with her."I'm not weirded-out by that at all, Ruthie. I think it's awesome that you have the guts to do that." You're not weirded-out? You're actually OK with it?" As I. I let out a cry as I ejaculated into her ass, feeling her pussy contract around my fingers as she came as well. I pulled out of her ass slowly and sat down on the chair. “i’ve never come like that before. Your ass was so tight.”“I know. I liked you coming in my ass maybe we can do it again.”“Maybe. You might be interested in watching me fuck Mrs. Reddy, if she’ll agree to it.”“Id like that, especially you watching me masturbate as you fuck her.”“You’re on I said as I got dressed and left the. "It is time," said Marie, I won't be long, love."Within moments, the Morgan team had pulled the carriage out onto the street and thus events were then in motion for the "surprise!"Sam pulled the carriage onto the levee and stopped at the edge of the crowd of onlookers as boats were docking and leaving. The Irish Princess was just maneuvering up against the levee, and roustabouts on the boat were standing in preparation for tossing lines ashore to be secured to the mooring bollards.Marie could.