The sound of loud rock music made her yip in fright, her eyes darting to the phone on her nightstand. Gabriel? She knocked over a glass of water in ...er haste to answer it. There was a picture of Angelo, eyes wide and tongue lolling out of his mouth on the screen with the word Retard underneath. Abigail frowned and tapped the green phone symbol on the screen. “H-hello?” she answered shyly. There was silence for a few seconds. “Well, shit. Abigail, is that you, sweetheart?” Angelo’s gruff. What, you ask am I talking about diary?Until yesterday, I had never cheated on my husband of 21 years. For that matter, he is the only man I have ever had sex with in my life, since I was 16 and a virgin when we first met. That all ended yesterday and I still can't believe it. Oh sure I've had the usual fantasies where I meet a handsome stranger while my husband and k**s are out of town. He takes me out on the town and romances me then takes me back to his luxury hotel suite and makes love to. Her breasts swinging in the air with hard nipples caused by the warm water. She was gorgeous in this position and I felt like the luckiest person alive. I was staring at my mothers ass in the air while she was taking the fake dick between her legs and I couldn't take it anymore. I once again like earlier grabbed her chin and made her look into my eyes but this time she knew what I was doing. She gave me a small moan of consent that she was ready for my load, but I wasnt going to make it that. I frantically stood up and begged him to fuck me from behind. I told him how much I was craving his cock. Again, I’m not sure what came over me, whether it was the drink or what, but I told him to fuck me hard. This seemed to spur him into action. He pushed my face up against the door of the stall and hiked up my dress above my ass. He pulled at my black lacy thong, but it wouldn’t budge. He then ripped at it and chucked it on the floor. I gasped with pleasure and then braced myself.I turned my.