I changed, did some mobility exercises, read through the papers as I waited for my food to be delivered. I dragged myself to bed, thoroughly depressed...from the divorce papers, and the upcoming expense, even if I still thought she was being reasonable. I slept poorly and made it to the lobby a little late. My neighbor was waiting. He was good enough to not comment on how lousy I looked. He lifted his eyebrow as if to ask if I was okay. I nodded and we left. It took a few minutes to get to the. " I'm not so sure about that, darling. I think it would be wild. Now that you mention it, I'd love to see the big brute fucking Emily and Sharon. He'd look so big mounted on Sharon's little body with his big cock rammed up her little slit." If you think so, Adam. Anything you want. I guess the girls would love being fucked by a dog at that. Yes, we'll do it, Adam. I'd give anything to watch King screw Sharon. We'll do it and we'll all watch. Maybe I'll let them watch me getting dog- fucked. He chuckled and his hand reached between my breasts and deftly pulled it out. I felt his fingertips warmly touching my soft fleshy mounds as I looked down and watched his hands. I reached with my hands and pulled my blouse open more allowing his hand to capture the errant crumbs more easily.He paused slightly then began tracing my breasts outline with his fingertips and I felt my heartbeat increase and my breath become slightly ragged. He leaned forward again and kissed my lips as his hands. And then she remembered the lust, the raw, animal urge to have sex that had swept her body as she lathered herself. At that point, everything came flooding back – the sex with Jacen, the amazing orgasms, everything. It had felt so good… and yet she knew it was so wrong. ‘What have I done?’ Eryn whimpered in the dark, starting to tremble. ‘What will everyone think of me?’ Despite her best efforts, Eryn began to cry softly to herself. She hugged her legs tightly, letting her tears trickle down.