This guy was not coming into my house. I had to try and reason with her.“Angelique, sweets, listen, this is preposterous it’s your birthday we sho...ld spend it together alone. I tried to explain.“Kyle, honey.” She said this with sarcasm. “It is my birthday and it is a present from Charlotte Waller, I’m doing this to help you of course. I can’t refuse her very sweet gesture.”The doorbell rang.Mako entered our dining room boldly. He was not wearing a suit this time, instead a black leather vest. That went right out the window though. She had a nice ass and I love doggy, so she agreed to get on all four for me. I mounted up and began pumping with thoughts racing through my head "I'm really doing this!!!" I had been firmly convinced that no one would ever know and this wife was mine to fertilize in that moment. I still remember that first ejaculation. I held her hips firmly and drove in and let the sperm flow into her. We had sex three or four times over the next hour or so. She told me. Mandy has told me all about you, especially in the last hundred miles,’ he said with a chuckle. His voice was a nice baritone with a hint of Texas drawl. The first thing I thought was that Mandy had simply up and found herself a sugar daddy. He clearly was far from broke, based on his truck and clothes and toys. However, two things convinced me otherwise. The first was the way Mandy was behaving around him. He stood there, loose and relaxed while she hung on his arm and kept glancing at him.. Kethry wrapped her cloak tightly against her body, her limbs aching from hours of riding, her stomach clenching painfully from lack of nourishment. Soon, they would reach a village where she could settle for the night and seek welcome warmth form the damp, night air, so chilled, it made her shiver and huddle against the saddle, seeking the warmth of the stallion. She yawned tiredly and let her mind wander back in time. It had been two years, years that had flown by without a hitch since fleeing.