..”“Oh yes, he’s told us all about it. He says she’s very, very good at, uh, decorating.” I could hear the mirth in his voice. Tony obviousl... had been bragging that he was fucking my wife to his cronies. “So, tell me why you’re calling.” He was almost laughing. “It’s not about your wife is it?”“Well, not exactly. Mr. Monassario is this phone, huh secure?”There was a short pause. “Mr. Henderson why don’t you give me your number and I’ll call you back.” I gave it to him, and he called me back. With him, though, he seemed to just know exactly what she craved more than anything then. No words were exchanged. It was like a reflex for her legs to part in response to feel of his throbbing flesh. He pressed his hardness against the opening of her soft wet pussy gliding it up and down her glistening, swollen lips.As he kissed her deeply, he slowly slid inside of her. The warmth of being inside her was overwhelming, the soft sounds she made as he fully entered her, each inch eagerly. Laura could feel every fuck-thrust of his prick, feel his precious balls against her hot ass cheeks. She closed her smooth thighs about her son's hips, scissoring her legs, slowly, thrilled with the contact of their flesh, of his cock penetrating her cunt so willingly, so eagerly. It felt as if her son's flesh was searing hers, melting her tits from her body. He had his face buried into her neck and shoulder and his hot, gasping breath felt so good on her flesh. She rolled and twisted her ass,. I'm still planning on heading your way the day after tomorrow, and we'll have all weekend to explore them." Yeah, I suppose," she said. "For a second there, I was all set to march right back into Sean's office and lay the August first deadline on him, but maybe I ought to hold it off till Monday, just on general principles." Not Monday," Dave laughed. "They might not take you seriously." Why not?" Shae, look at the calendar and tell me," he grinned."I don't get ... Oh. Ohhhhh! April Fool's Day,.