I ran out, got into the car and drove around in the rain for a while aimlessly, then I thought of you, and so, here I am."I examined her face. "Bashin... is the right word. Looks as if he hit you with his fist." She nodded and drained her glass. "I'll get you another." I went to the kitchen and brought the brandy bottle back and set it on the coffee table. "Help yourself."She poured another glass."Tell me something, Tammy. Is this the first time your husband's hit you?"She took a swig of brandy. She soon learned that Barbara Anderson was the woman with which Teresa had her problems. Unsure of Barbara's intentions, Roxanne prepared for anything. She obtained a copy of a video made at the local Community Theater a few years back. The video showed Teresa being divested of her black cocktail dress by the rising stage curtain and the subsequent catfight with Barbara. Both women ending up topless and spanked by each other's husband. Another more rare videotape surfaced. This contained. I often thick on how I want them to wrap around my cock while she's sucking me. I want her to hold me by the legs while I slid my fat cock inside her mouth and watch as her saliva wets it. I watch as her jaws go up and down and her fat wriggles while she's on me, I try not to finish so I look another way so the visual pleasure doesn't have me ejaculate quickly but the physical satisfaction temps me to lose myself. I hold her head to feel the more intensify movement which nearly makes me cum so. He parked his car in the garage and led Bonnie into the house. She looked around and was clearly pleased. The house was immaculate and brightly decorated. It wasn't anything like she expected for a single father and two young adults."Between Andy and Mrs. Dubrinski, this house looks pretty good, don't you think," Brent asserted."Yes ... yes ... it's very nice. It's very nice and almost ... what ... rustic-modern?" she asked."Well, I've never heard of rustic-modern, but I think that fits..