My ex had a a way about her that could melt butter and grey eyes that penetrated the core of my being. I'm still trying to forgive myself for trusting...and loving the manipulative selfish bitch. When I returned from Afghanistan, my heart was broken when I found out that she had been entertaining several lovers and had been spending my money partying buying sluttish clothes and supporting her worthless fuck buddies.That experience changed me, for better or worse. Better in the sense that I was no. .......as mom changed her clothes dad asked if i would mind going out for an hr while mom took her test and instea=d of me grading her he would i said i wouldnt mind an asjked if there was anything i could do for them before i left dad said bring us a bottle of liquor as paul and i well be needing it through out the night with that i turned and left but wondered what thet were up to but i knewi would be told by paul so i left then he reminded me of the things he wanted to do to her and te. She hadn't seen that smile for a long time now, in her darker moments she wondered if she would ever see it again. "No Jenn, I probably couldn't have gone through with it - alone." She reached around Jennifer and held her tightly.Susan's heart pounded as she knocked on the door. Was she really going to do this? Could she do this? She was just about to turn away when the door opened and Jennifer pulled her inside. Their lips met in a kiss that enflamed Susan with desire and reassured her that. , to keep all your secrets.” I smile as I answer, and wink, without breaking eye contact. “All my secrets.” Dania smiles knowingly. “Yes.” “Ok, my husband cheats on me, I haven’t let him touch me in nearly ten years. I would like to get laid. Are you up for that.” Says this lady with a dead pan face. “You bet.” Dania stands and reaches under her dress; pulling her panties down her legs, stepping out of them as they drape about her ankles. Leaving the rest of her clothing intact. My cock.