”“Oh yeah. I assume you didn’t hear from your ex again?”“No, thankfully. I had never seen him like that, so angry and the words he used at m...!”“I’m sure they hurt.”“Yeah, they did. Even though we had broken up I thought that we might have had some memories of better times, but all that got washed away.” She looked up at him and noted that he wasn’t smiling. “Sorry, morbid subject.”“No, it’s fine Hol. You were with him for two years right?”“Yeah, something like that. Long time, right?”“Yeah.. " Emma and I headed into Becca's house. We walked upstairs and entered her bedroom. "Uh, have you ever been a cheerleader before?" I asked Emma. "Yeah," she answered. "Cheered in high school. Our mascot was the cougars. Yeah, that joke got old really quickly." "Damn, and I thought having a rooster for a mascot was bad," I said. "Yep, that's high school for you," she remarked. "Immaturity at its finest." "Well, college guys aren't that much more mature," I informed her. "Trust me, I. She was suffering completely, impaled and bound up, utterly unable to alleviate the torture being inflicted on her feminine parts. Hit by wave after wave of body breaking orgasm she wasn’t even conscious of her husband’s movements on the far side of the barn.As the minutes slowly ticked by, she thrashed wildly at her bindings. She wanted so badly to get off this ride and to ‘get off’. Her torso began to be racked with convulsions as the forced orgasm hit her, spreading through ever muscle in. "So when do you think your tribe will be getting together Richard?" Not before Christmas." He forced a smile as he finished undressing the ever willing and ever horny, even at fifty-six, Doris. "They should start arriving on Friday the twenty-second and I expect they'll all be here by Christmas Eve." Should be quite a family reunion." I'll say. Presents, food, drink and sex in that order." Uumm yeah," said Peggy as she pulled Roger's cock from his slacks and began to masturbate it to a hoped.