I tried to pop straight up when Bruce slammed his fist into my chest causing me to fall back on the bed saying ' ...Bitch you don't do nothing we don'... tell you to do. Now get out those wet ass clothes! ... '. Startled I tried to roll to the other side of the bed only to have Bruce grab my feet and snatch off one of my tennis shoes. As I raised up to retrieve it Daniel mounted the bed on his knees and took hold of my shoulders. I tried to struggle free but could not. It then that I tried to. "When the fuck are you going to do something about Sophia?"Warren sighed. "That seems to be a running theme, lately. You aren't the only person to ask that." Well?" What's to do, Jason? She dumped me." Yeah. And regrets it to such a degree that she cries herself to sleep more nights than not. I know that for a fact. And you know my source of information is rock-solid." Jessie." You got it." I don't know any of this, you see? She dumped me. For another guy." Oh, yeah, and that other guy turned. Until Art had married her, the boy had been the center of her universe, and when Art had insisted on adopting Danny, the act had deepened her emotion toward her new husband to an unbelievable pitch of devotion. His only flaw in her eyes was his apparent insensitivity and animal appetite for sex. But she had persisted in the private vow she'd made to the memory of her grandmother, and she sighed now with self-approval for the way she'd met and conquered temptation.She heard Art turn off the. He pulled her closer. His hard cock pressed against her belly, enveloped in her soft flesh. She moaned deep in her throat. He broke the kiss but kept her hands in his. He stepped out of the bubbling tub and then helped her out. He led her to the chaise lounge, laid it flat, and helped her lay on her back. He placed her head close to the edge of the chair. He took his hands and spread her thick thighs apart. He let his hands explore her body again finding her soaking warm slit. Finally fingers.