Painlike nothing she had ever imagined burned through her gut. On and on it went.Then something inside her shifted. The pain remained but she was movi...g beyondit into a new plane of existence. She could feel other things… the painof his cock and the whip of his balls on her exposed clit. Over and over itwas struck. She began to whimper with need. Just as she reached the pinnacleand would have cum something happened. His cock kept up the thrusting… buther clit felt nothing… the pounding of his. But even though her abs were not what they had been pre-baby, as her husband had so helpfully pointed out the night before, she thought the get-up would get his attention. And it did."You look great, Honey," I'm so glad you like it," Simone said, giving a little twirl. "Can you sit up for me Sweetie?"Greg was happy to comply with her wishes. He raised himself up and sat against the back of the couch, his feet on the floor and his erection pointing up out of his lap. Simone reached between her. They moved on without him, without their son, without their brother, without their friend. The same day, same cemetery, same problem. There was another funeral, they knew the body lying in the grave was a victim of racism. It was all over the news. Black Killed by KKK Zealots! screamed from headlines. Everyone was up in arms. Everyone wanted blood. Everyone needed their revenge. Too bad no one was going to get it. They already had killed him. His body was already in the ground. It didn’t. Humming. That’s only something I do when i’m nervous and god, why wouldn’t I be nervous? After all, it’s been 4 years now since you left. Why would you have stayed anyways. That comment he made was the last straw anyways. I vowed never to return to that house again unless he leaves and oh boy, has your request been accepted. Although long and time consuming, the divorce is now finalised and he’s gone.Considering I haven’t seen them for 4 years, I still kept in touch through facebook, along with.