..NONE of that for a month! He stole some of her things out of spite, smashed some on the ground then buried them underneath piles of trash, called he... many, many obscene names when he was absolutely sure no one was watching. Within the first week he was going mad, a dog without a purpose, so to speak. He contemplated if life was even worth living without Danielle anymore, and considered locking himself in her garage with a pretty suicide note, turning on the engine and letting death release. After a few minutes he too came in my ass then got up, pulled my ear and said “clean my cock with your mouth!” and I did. I sucked his cock hard and loved the taste of my ass on his cock. After a minute he pushed me off and literally kicked my ass with his foot.I lay their panting…but I wasn’t done. I wanted to drain these men for my plan to work. Just then Tony pulled me up until I stood facing him. “Turn around bitch!” he ordered and I did. He then lifted one of my legs so my thigh was. We left in his Mercedes and went to a nice resturant for breakfast. Robert had me hike my dress up pretty far before he allowed me to sit down. The waiter was getting an eye full but he was cool and didn't miss a beat while taking our order.After breakfast we got back into Robert's car and this time he made me pull my dress up around my waist so he could grab me by the pussy for the ride over to the mall.As we parked he put his fingers up to my mouth and I sucked them until my sticky juices. Her hand was working away at her pussy as her excitement built. She had her eyes glued to my dick sliding in and out of her mother. There was something else though — that jealousy. While excited she was wondering if I liked her mother more than her. Even though her mom was an infinitely better fuck I wouldn’t let Natasha know that, that would be wrong. I pushed insecurity and stopped blocking her anger but only allowed her anger to be directed at her mother. I left Natasha’s head so I could.