"Please don't," she moaned. She did not care for anal much. Mr. Blancher's wife had never let him fuck her ass so she was his first and he did not kno... to be gentle. He thought it felt just as good as her cunt for her and fucked the tight hole just as hard. She spent several nights crying in the bathroom, rubbing anything soothing against her torn asshole. Of course, whenever Mrs. Blancher found her she would tell her to suck it up before shoving any item she could up Wanda's ass. She loved. She always felt the two signs made the front of the place look like a weird Christmas display year round. Her eyes returned to 'Bear, ' who seemed to be haphazardly running the rag in his hand over the flat surface. Upon closer inspection, one could pick up his careful, loving, almost tender care in everything he did for his establishment. Gebriele chuckled a bit. Her father had told her once the bar was his wife and he went about to ensure her happiness in all he did.She noticed the young kids. William followed me, smiled and said that he was hoping I would want more.I laughed a little and said I had to go back to our hotel room and check if my husband was there. I just wanted to be sure Victor was not watching us…I was so horny, but also felt dizzy, noticing I was unsure where our room was. William smiled more devilishly now and said his coconut drink had a special pleasure formula for sexy blonde ladies.I finally could get our room, but Victor was not there.I sit down on our bed and. "I'm worried, Mickey. I want to keep in contact with them. Marci isn't doing too well in her head, I don't think. However Howard acts in the coming hours and days will tell the tale. Believe me, I've seen the signs; some bad stuff could be about to happen if he blows it," she said.Howard was stunned. The evening for him had been the worst night of his entire life. He was married to a killer, sort of. Oh, she'd killed the man right enough. But the man was an evil scumbag. The question was, did.