He’d been with girls before, but never a woman as mature, dominant and frank as Lydia Bridgeford. No question, she was younger than her husband but ...arried more years than Blake. In front of the door, he stood squeezing the knob with tightly closed eyes and his head bowed; bracing for what was on the other end. A quick twist and pull on the knob swung the door open akin to tearing plaster from a wound; exposing him to a room dimly lit in yellow light – a colour scheme of vibrant peach mixed. .." His eyes closed, his mouth gaped and his head lolled back. She had him in her mouth.I smiled and opened the front passenger door, reaching up to turn off the dome light, leaving Donna to fellate Marcus by the light of the streetlamp behind my saloon. I knelt in the front seat, watching her lovingly take him into her mouth. As I watched her, I felt the tingling wetness growing between my legs. I wasn't sure what I enjoyed more, a front row seat for a blowjob or the fact that she was so very. ” Marion gasped. Looking at him in total disgust.She screamed as I rammed through her hymen and down to her cervix. Ted sat motionless and emotionless. I gave Marion a second to recover and then I pounded into that sweet virgin cunt. Lust had taken over now. I was fucking her in a way and manner that I have never possessed before. She was going to be my little fuck slut and he was going to be my little wimpy housemaid. I was the master in this family.Whether she liked it or not Marion started. Their lives were truly wealthy and full, but busy.'Busy' pretty much summed up Annie's existence. Her head was full of lists of things to do, mostly for the kids, or for work, or the condo. Add a few 'to-dos' for Sam, her sisters, mother and father, church, the Women's League, etc. and there wasn't much left for just her.She had it together; more than she gave herself credit for, but she longed for more. More time to go out with friends, downtime with hubby, to read more, work out, just be.