"Sweetheart, you are my cónyuge. We're in this for the long haul. Intimately committed," I said. "Liz, I will not leave you for Rhonda. I will not le...ve you for Rose or Whitney or Elaine or Samantha or Jennifer or Courtney. You are cónyuge. You can depend on me."I was going to have to make sure each of my girls knew how much I loved them and I needed to do it whether Rhonda was in the house or not.After Liz was satisfied, we dressed and I ran the car heater and defroster for several minutes. Her thighs were quivering and it was rope after rope, five in all. I didn't swallow it quickly I wanted to enjoy it, she then pulled me up and kissed me hard, our tongues playing with her cum, she was clawing to get my pants undone, So I stood up and undid my belt, then quickly slid forward to drop to her knees pulling my pants down. Looking up at me with her beautiful brown eyes she told me to throat fuck her, so holding her head I started rubbing the head of my swollen leaking cock across her. "What's up brother?"I sat down and told him all about it. He sat there shaking his head at what Mary had done. "What are you going to do?" Get a divorce right after Christmas. I'm not going to shake the kids up now. You will be my lawyer won't you?" Yes of course. I never thought I would have to represent you in a divorce though. What are you going to do about your supposedly good-hearted neighbors that brought your wife home safely?" I don't know yet, but it's going to cost them. One thing. Laura used the new key on her ring and found Greg in the kitchen pouring a second cup of coffee. Her shorts and panties were on the floor before she reached him. Her blouse followed at her feet as she kissed her lover. Greg removed her bra, and Laura assumed position head down on the counter top. “You are a sneaking cheating wife, you slut.” Hard slaps to her rear end accompanied his words and Laura cried out in agreement. “Yes darling, fuck your cheating, sneaking around, slut!” Greg’s slaps.