Everyone in the whorehouse was going to sleep for the day, and this was the morning she and her mother had decided to escape. She wanted Jose drained ...nd exhausted when she left him sleeping. He mustn't wake up and catch her taking his keys, and he had to sleep soundly for an hour, at least. He usually slept so lightly that he awoke when she got up to go to the bathroom even. But not this morning. This morning he had to sleep!"What's the matter, honey?" she asked teasingly. "Don't you want to. "Do you like that? Does that feel nice?" she said. "Mmmm fuck, it really does. I love it." "Oh? Foul language I see? That deserves another spanking." She then went on to give my right cheek a hard and firm smack, and began alternating between the two until they were completely red. She then grabbed me by my hips and turned me around so that I was facing her. She put her face close to mine and held it there while her hands made their way underneath my shirt. She unhooked my bra and tossed it. Well bay I am going to sleep we have a long day of driving tomorrow. Get some sleep and I will see you tomorrow evening.” I hung up the phone and Carol was insatiable. She started to fuck me faster. Then She whipped herself around and dragged me with her. She flipped on her back and now I was on top. “Fuck me Matt, god I love your cock.” Carol then grabbed the cell phone and called John. “Hi Honey.” “Hi baby, how is everything.” “Everything is good. Matt and I stopped for the night, we were. The divorce was final within three months. After I confronted Betsy with her duplicity she never made any genuine attempt to talk me out of a divorce, leading me to believe she likely never really loved me but just looked on me as a sap and meal ticket. Given the feelings I had at that time I had to admit maybe I had not loved Betsy completely either, but I didn’t regret having met her. By phone I kept Jill informed during the divorce proceedings what was going on, including how I was.