Then Jennifer looked around to see why no one was plugging her ass. At first she didn't recognize me, but I could see the awareness slowly come to her... both awareness as to who I was and awareness of what she was doing. I turned and walked away.I drove home, but I didn't sleep. How could Jennifer have gone from a loving wife to a gangbang slut in such a short period of time? But then how did I know that she hadn't been doing this all along? I finally got out of bed around ten and fixed myself. Rich grabbed her by her pig tails, firmly pulling her up towards him before forcing her back into a seated position facing him. Carmen looked up at him as he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his cock out. His swollen shaft was throbbing from hearing her. As she continued to vary the pressure and position of the vibrator on her ever aching clit she engulfed his cock. He liked how she sucked him. It was soft and tender, yet just enough to make him want more every time she pulled him in. Unable. It was now the beginning of August and she knew the Edinburgh Festival loomed.“Look,” she urged him, “you loved the Festival last year even before you met Sam. You can’t go avoiding places because they might bring memories. You had a great time last year, why not lay Sam’s ghost and go again?”While his initial reaction was negative, as the first week in August passed, and Vicky nagged him all that week, he mellowed towards the idea. Vicky was right, he did have a good time the previous year. So. .." She sipped her wine to calm herself.I thought for a moment, "Well, I guess it leads me to why I asked to meet. I don't know how the boys will take to me wanting to be back in their lives on a regular basis. I doubt whether I've got the sort of relationship with them at the moment where I can influence their attitude to their step-father. I certainly don't deserve to be that well thought of."She dabbed her eyes with a handkerchief, and then she looked at me, "I know it's been difficult for.