I walked over to him sitting on the sofa; maintaining my rhythm with the beat of the music. I turned my back to him and offered him to undo the zipper...on tight skirt. His hand held the tiny clasp and began to slowly slide the zipper downward. When the zip was fully opened I stepped forward and let the skirt slide down my thighs onto the wooden floor below. I bent over, arching my back and pushing my taut firm ass in the air. The red sheer lace with satin sides thong separated my ass cheeks and. I stayed in my prone position while he dressed. He thanked me and I wiggled my naked ass to him while his sperm slid down my legs. My son left the room, I cupped my hand to my gaping slit to hold his load in as best I could while I ran to flip the door lock at the door. Then I was back on the bed, on my back holding my ass up. Then I grabbed all the pillows on the bed and piled them up. Then laid on them keeping my ass in the air to hold my sons spunk in me. I started scooping his sperm out. ? I arched around then pulled against the rod, pretending workingup a sweat. He walked close kissed my forehead and smiled down at me. ?He?s a lucky man.? His eyes roamed over me and I feltmyself flush and become nervous. ?You?re a tempting woman.? ?Free me,? I said gently but firmly. He smiled ran the back of his hand up from my stomach overmy right breast and arm. He freed me but didn?t move. I shifted around him andgrabbed up my robe. I pulled the checkbook from my pocket as I heard. I'm only here because if I did not come, I'd be in that man's custody until the divorce proceedings are finished. I would rather die."Jacob walked to my side. "Troubles?" No. Just annoyances. Let's get this over with."I showed Jacob into the church building. As we entered I slipped him an envelope. "Here's the answer I promised. Give your word you'll wait till Sunday to read it." Why Sunday?" Please. After all I've been through, humoring that request is not that hard is it?" My week has not.
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