“Diane tells me that she and John are getting a divorce. Apparently, he has been having one night stands while on the road. He just goes out and eit...er picks up someone or, in some cases, orders a call girl for one night. One of the young ladies he picked up didn’t like the way he left and had his cell phone number. She called it, tracked him down by name and called Diane. He didn’t deny it. She told me she was afraid of something like this because they’ve completely grown apart, don’t talk. He keeps fucking you hard, all the time you have to look at me, getting my cock sucked and looking back at you. Your climax begins to build again. it starts in your toes and builds up, reaching up your thighs. You can't take much more, you're ready to burst. Just as you are about to explode, the stranger stops. You are desperate to cum, so you push back on his huge cock as he just stands there. My eyes are fixed on you as you push yourself back hard onto his hard cock. With just a few strokes. With the entire football in her rectum, Joey began wiggling it around and thrusting it in and out of her stretched shithole ever so slightly. Dia groaned, still grinding against me while getting her ass split open. Suddenly she started shouting that she was cumming. Joey kept the football hard in her rectum, forcing her pussy to squeeze the sperm from my prick. I groaned as my cockhead exploded semen into Dia's womb while she writhed on top of me, her own climax surging through her body. . "She nodded as if that was sage."But the younger guys would prefer a fully loaded Denoto's pizza." I threw in a little snicker to punctuate.I wont bore you good readers with the rest of the details. That is other than her tour of the house only added to her impression that I had not only 'made it' but had great taste, besides. I didn't bother telling that my 'taste' was more to do with being too lazy to furnish it, while buying the furnishings with the house was a lot easier.We had a nice chat.