"Now, go outside and get the mail. Walk down to the end of the driveway, open your mailbox, take out the mail and open each letter there, nice and slo...ly. Don't fucking rush, be nice to everyone you see, let them see you. You do that to my satisfaction and we will leave." All hopes Tara had of this being uneventful and over painlessly were dashed the moment she set foot out of door and saw their chatty, flirtatious and recently divorced neighbor Todd in his yard.They didn't know each other. I withdrew until only my tip remained inside her. Then I slammed myself into her as hard as I could, forcing the air from her lungs with a grunt. She smiled up at me again. I slowly withdrew and slammed myself into her again. And again. Gradually getting faster and faster. She closed her eyes. Her breasts bounced crazily beneath me as I hammered myself into her. She reached down and begin stroking herself rapidly, moaning more and more loudly as her second orgasm grew closer and closer.I was. Maybe she was wondering if she should get a dog. I gave up trying to figure out Rachel years ago. We tried to watch TV, but nothing seemed to hold our attention. Rachel gave up around 9 PM and went to bed. Kim and I followed at 10:05, when the nightly news led off with yet another speech by our president. Nothing new there.Wednesday morning dawned and I was up at 6 AM after a fitful sleep. Kim had given up trying to cuddle with me, as I tossed and turned. I’m not sure if she was mad or not; she. I opened it."Is Buket here?" he asked with a smirk on his face. "So you're the wimp who can't control his bitch." He said, brushing past me, entering my house.Buket came down stairs and approached the door with a smug look on her face. She stood close to Sam. I had found out his name was Sam Bennett. He was engaged to a rich, divorced woman, who had two kids. I wondered if Buket knew that."My loving husband just threatened me. He told me I have one week to get out. What do you think about that,.