Tooexhausting.But I didn't want to lie. Not to her.Both of my cheeks became wet with tears, as they silently slid down. Igarnered all the courage I ...ad, to admit something I'd never toldanyone."No."She squeezed my hands in hers. She was trying to tell me it wasalright. To admit the truth, and to go through the emotions ofadmitting it."She doesn't appreciate you, does she?" No." You do most or all of the housework, I assume?"I nodded."The cooking, the cleaning, all of it?"I nodded."That. "Yes!" said Becca. "Do I need a purse?" she asked."I'm driving," said Denny. "And us manly types are paying tonight. You're both gorgeous just like you are. I don't think so."The miniature golf course was mixed in with a number of other entertainment and tourist places along US 50 outside of Placerville. It took an hour to get there, which gave them all time to relax and talk. Both Denny and Brian were attentive listeners and it wasn't too hard to get Polly started talking. She relaxed too as. He’s kissing her neck and I press my lips to hers opening them with slight pressure from my tongue. She sighs into my mouth and her legs part so that my husband can slide his fingers under her thong. She’s wet. So wet that I can smell the sweet scent of her pussy in the air. I reach around and unclasp her bra and her young full breast pop out. I can’t resist I have to taste them so I lean down and suckle one of her pink tight little nipples into my mouth. My husband is rubbing her clit in. Lying on his bed flat, with a gaping hold in my gand…. Then he took his lund to my asshole, and before he put the entire cock in my asshole, he put the sock back into my mouth and quickly put his entire cock right up my asshoole. My god. I was screaming inside my head. Please stop please stop, but the words cannot escape my mouth. It seemed like he finally had enough of pounding my asshole and came out for some air just before he kept pounding my asshole and calling me a randi.Then he pulled.