Grinding her fat ass back against him.At the end of the night, when the place had emptied and I was sharing a few drinks and a joint with the band and...the sound guys, Teri was at a nearby table, laughing and gossiping with her dancing partner. I watched his hands go to her legs and hers to his. I didn’t feel any jealousy, or envy, just a strange sense of interest, and curiosity. When they disappeared off towards the washrooms, I watched them go, and when they were gone long enough to guess that. I purposely did this so that the water fell steeply on to her pussy area.She yelled and giggled as she felt pleasure and pains both. She got released herself from my tight hold and faced me. She said: “Hey, you are very naughty. I knew your intentions”. I smiled back but did not say anything. So far we had spent nearly two hours in various water pools. And finally, it was in the wave-pool, she expressed her mind. Initially, we sat on the tile-floor of the pool in waist-deep water level in. He took it real hard... mostly because he knew it was the truth. Jesus! He was in no shape to play any kind of football... all he did was lay around the house and mope. He was fifty pounds overweight and looked like hell. It made me want to puke to look at him.I already had an attorney draw up plans for a divorce, but I was waiting until the right time, career-wise, to spring them. According to Wally, an ill-timed divorce has been the downfall of many an aspiring star.Mom, too, was a real pain. I'm trying to picture her doing that,” I said as I again shook my head.“Well don't,” she flatly said. “And stop shaking your head, your wig keeps moving.”“It belonged to your mom,” I remarked.Their mom, who had died from breast cancer, had worn it when her hair fell out from her chemo treatments.“I know,” she replied, as she stopped, and made another turn. “Then there was another time when she walked in on us sixty-nine-ing. She simply said 'excuse me' and left. Later she told us that if we.