Getting drunk, being drunk, and super cute. Then I see pictures of my ex wife out of an upstairs window. She is tanning on her back. One picture is fr...m a distance but the others are close ups. Now my ex is still sexy. She just got bitchier than her beauty could overcome. We are still civil for our daughter's sake. I would still bang her.As the pictures progress I see a picture of my ex waving up at the camera. She smiles as she opens her arms and legs. Showing all to my daughter. I hear my. Christy, proprietor.’ Jack snorted. ‘There’s that MFC again. What were the odds?’ The whole two blocks felt like something out of the Twilight Zone: a town frozen since the 1930’s. Walking down the street was like walking through a museum. The only thing that proved that it belonged to the 21st century was the computer repair shop. In that window, there was an old Radio Shack TRS-80 computer, what the nerds used to call a ‘Trash-80.’ There was also an Atari computer and one of the early. I took her nipple in my mouth and sucked on it a little and then I dropped some wax on her nipples. Her legs were trying to move, but they were tied. Her pussy was wide open. I could see the wetness pouring out of her pussy.I continued with licking her tits and pouring more wax on them. Then I continued further down and licked my way to her belly button and then covered it in wax. She was so fucking lost, thick white juices were flowing out of her pussy. I continued going down, to her clit,. Lucy shook the long gray-blonde locks back from her face and groaned. It was so depraved to be letting her husband play with her cunt out here in the garage. But the very depravity of the situation was turning her on. It had been a long time since Lucy had felt so turned on, so wanton, so hungry for fucking."God, baby, I've been thinking about you all day! I've been thinking about this sweet hot pussy of yours and how I ought to be doing better by it. My cock's hard as a rock, just thinking.