"She collected his clothes and left the bedroom. I think she put on a coat and her boots at the hall before she went out to him and a few minutes late... we heard him drive away.When Anna-Lena was back in the house I told her that I didn't wanted any excuses or explanations because the only thing that remained for her to do in this house was to get dressed, pack her belongings and get out. But the only thing she could do for the time being was to sit down in a kitchen chair and cry loudly. After. Trudy's eyes became big when she saw that I was going to lick her pussy. "Hurry, we don't have much time," she said as I shoved my tongue between her lips.Trudy's body was quite agile and responsive. She moaned, and expressed her appreciation for my efforts for five minutes without telling me to hurry. I got her to climax before touching her clit, but when I did, she screamed.We were fucking when the door opened. "Mark heard you, and he's on his way over here," Joyce said. We turned our. Swapping the tube to his left hand he dripped some more of the viscous liquid on the spot, catching it with his finger and swiftly working it into and around the tight, oh-so-tight doorway. When she was well coated, and shivering, he gently but firmly slipped the index finger alongside the middle, rotating to get things larger and ready. She whimpered."NNNgh... I- I don't know, come on, come on, this is..."He bent over her head and said, "You need to be a little bigger, just a little bit. Hold. The sound of the car’s offside grinding against the steel post had filled me with dread.‘Oh Christ! I had wrecked Richard’s big new car!’Taking his new car out for a spin had been an act of rebellion; but it had back-fired on me and Richard did not fall into the hen-pecked hubby category; no sir.He would have hit the roof simply learning I’d even taken it round the block! But I had one saving grace; he was away in Seattle on business.My husband’s new car could be made beautiful again before his.