The house had belonged to his parents, who had died shortly after we met in college. The house and most of their assets had gone to his younger brothe..., Simon. I remembered Jeff complaining about it at the time the will had been read. As the oldest, he had felt that everything should have gone to him, that his brother must have forged the will. I had completely forgotten about those brief moments when his real personality had shown through before our marriage. I could now look back and. He thought the most obvious line of attack would be the least defended. Wrong." I resealed the medical bag, adjusted my balance as I cinched up the straps of my tactical vest and slung my rifle over my shoulder. "How did that turn out?" Frosty's face melted into a knowing smile. "Not good. We got beat like a rented mule, so bad the brass stopped and restarted the war game," I snickered with a shiver. Combat is a deadly contest with no mercy for amateurs and no do-overs for losers. =^.^=. I buried to the hilt in Mrs. Duval’s whore-cunt. I loved the feel of her tight and hot snatch squeezing about me. She might be fucking every guy she could behind her husband’s back, but none of them had dicks as big as me.She moaned, her back arching as she felt my girth stretching her apart. Her hot, married cunt welcomed me in. I loved every moment of it. I savored filling up her cunt with my big dick. My balls smacked into her clit.“Fuck, you’re hung for a girl!” the MILF moaned.“And you’re. Ellie turned to her right, undid the string on Florence’s dressing gown and it fell open to reveal her breasts. Connie’s eyes widened; there was no way she’d be able to resist this for long.Florence stroked her boobs and tickled her nipples. She was straight but she loved the idea of teasing her friend, despite the fact that her boyfriend Luke would certainly not approve.Squeezing her breasts together, Florence leaned toward Connie. “Go on… I don’t mind,” she said, although truthfully, she.