There probably aren't a dozen happy marriages in that whole part of town! What the hell makes you so fucking special?"I would probably pay for this, b...t I let him have it. "First of all, I'm not special. But I worked god damned hard for everything I got. I studied hard and gave up a social life and dating to excel in school. I waited until I was in my twenties to get married, I didn't get knocked up when I was fifteen and have to get married or worse yet, not know who the father was. But more. If that fails, of course, we can still go for the divorce,” Mr. Natansky had the look of a mad scientist in his eyes, but not a truly insane one, just one who thought something ingenious.“That would be very nice, thank you very much. Now, regarding property settlements, there shouldn’t be a lot of marital assets, am I right, not this early into it, I would think,” I posed the obvious query about the likely fiscal hit that we’d both take.“No, indeed not, and another factor to consider is that if. She began to face fuck me even more and that was more than enough.I grabbed ahold of Lexa's shoulders and braced myself as I felt the bottom of my hard shaft fill. My balls tightened and rose what felt like into my abdomen and as my spasm propelled what was left of my batter, I dug my fingertips into her shoulders and filled her mouth. I was so amazed I had that much left in my sack. My tight sack nonetheless.Lexa swallowed as quickly as I pumped my ejaculate into her hot mouth. God, it felt. “Yes, go ahead”“Does Claire have to climax”“No, this a test of your stamina not hers. As you can see she is pretty well broken so another orgasm may be beyond her.”“Thank you, sir” Richard replied malevolently. He had begun to warm to the task riding the elusive Claire. His inhibitions about public sex in retreat and his cock back to fighting condition. He reflected briefly on how foolish Claire had been to reject his earlier advances. He would have romanced her and he was sure he would have.