So then I asked him how he came to have his little pecker stuck in that pine knot anyway."The divorce took a while. Cindy fought, demanded and got cou...seling, and when that failed tried everything else she could think of, until her lawyer told her she was tired of taking money from her for nothing. She finally conceded and the divorce was granted. I think she was really, truly sorry, but the damage had been done. I could still love her, I just couldn't trust her ever again.She transferred back. It usually meant that she would really cum, unlike the poor imitations of John and his weenie dick.She surfaced from her sleep and relieved her bladder. Already, the dogs cum had begun to coalesce inside her and her movement had a beautiful effect. It felt as if it was still lodged in her womb rather than her cunt. The sensation was like having butterflies in her stomach, only lower down. A rising passion warmed her and ignited in her loins, but she needed to eat and quelled the feeling.She. "Danny's head appeared and stopped as his eyes cleared the mattress. "Ooooh, big deal," I told him sarcastically. "I'm in my underwear. I'm sure you've seen girls in skimpier bikinis." Yeah, but never in my bedroom." Get. Me. A. Shirt!" It was getting colder in the room. I was in my underwear and the dumbass didn't appear to want to do anything other than stare at me.Danny went to a dresser and pulled a t-shirt out. He handed it to me and I told him to lie back down. Taking my bra off I slipped. Carry on to my pussy, she is so ready, she is waiting, and I am about to explode,” I heard myself saying out aloud, as his tongue moved ever closer to my throbbing pussy. Nevertheless, he had other thoughts as I felt his tongue moving up my torso again and to my distended nipples. “Bastard,” I thought to myself as a contraction rippled through the walls of my vagina and his lips encountered one of my nipples. “He is really pushing the boundaries now. If he doesn’t touch me now, I am going to.