Rather too enthusiastically I thought.“He might be a cheating bastard Chris, but I don’t believe that Owen would ever raise a hand to me. He’s n...t made that way.”“The police won’t know that and it’ll be two against one. His word against ours!” Christine suggested, a tone of triumph entering her voice.“That would be lying Chrissie! And that would do nothing but drag me down to Owen’s level; telling lies all the time! Don’t worry, my solicitor tells me that he’ll have him out of the house very. We both have made a lot of money, and I mean a LOT of money, and we both have really weird lives. I thought I was the only one who felt this way, but talking to her really helped. But that wasn’t all that helped. Kaley started talking about always feeling like she was performing; like she’s in a cage. She talked about how hard it is to date. "Guys are always after one thing with girls. Sex." she said, "But when you’re a rich girl, they’re after two things. Sex and money." When she said this, I. . In a good way, I mean."Judy chuckled and nodded her head, her eyes glazed over as I got in a slow, lazy buttfucking rhythm. "Ooooh yeah, I am. I told you, my asshole is very sensitive, I love having stuff inside it oohhh... It makes me cum so hard... Aahhh yes, fuck my ass like that!" "So I really can bend you over any time and buttfuck you as much as I want?"Judy whimpered and reached her hand to her soaked little pussy, her fingers starting to circle her clit immediately. "Oooh yes, baby,. As always. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Please let me know what you think. * A stricken look on her face, Hannah turns and runs up the stairs as Luke struggles to adjust the huge bulge now throbbing behind his zipper. He takes a couple of deep breaths before turning to face his son. ‘You’re not supposed to run in the house, Cash!’ Luke says a little more harshly than is necessary, Feeling bad almost instantly as his youngest son’s face falls. He crouches down in front of him, whispering.