“Though he makes me give him blowjobs. He often blows his load in my mouth and then can’t get it up again to fuck me. He always complains when tha... happens, says it’s my fault.”“It’s not my business, Bryn, but you’re a very intelligent woman. You make a lot of money, much more than him. Doesn’t he live in your fancy apartment? Don’t you pay all the bills? He doesn’t seem right for you.”“What about you and Richard?” she asked, a touch defensively.“Richard makes more money than me,” I said. “He. "A pool!" she gasped in astonishment, "You've got a pool" And a sauna" I laughed and if you look beyond the pool, you'll see a tennis court" I thought this was a flat" It is" I laughed with her, "It's a flat with a pool and a tennis court" It's huge, how can you afford it?" It was left to me in a will" I lied and it seemed to satisfy her,"Would you like a drink?" Mm yes please" and her eyes widened again as I pressed yet another switch to illuminate a fully stocked bar, I poured out two glasses. Like an almost considerate lover, this frightening rapist sucked on her clit, slurped on her wet folds, and gave pleasure with a devotion that appalled her. Brad was good at cunt-munching. This man was even better. That forbidden realization leaked through Ashley’s thoughts as Mladic’s mouth continued to feast on her bare slit. His tongue now dove deeper inside her. His fingers spread her labia for easier access, and now his tongue slid languidly up and down the borders of her quim. He teased. The next morning Kyle isn’t sure what woke him. It could have been a full bladder, the morning light streaming through the large glass wall, or his wife’s soft giggling. Kyle opens his eyes to stare into his bride’s and asks, “What’s got you in such a good mood this morning?”“I awoke realizing we’re officially an old married couple; we fell asleep on the sofa.”“I’m not ready to go that far, but you do realize we’ve been together for most of twenty years? That suggests this relationship is.