I treated Jenny like a paid whore. She seemed to enjoy it thoroughly.As I fucked Jenny’s always bald pussy from behind, I spanked her ass and pulled...her hair. She came twice and squirted. When I was ready to cum, I pulled out, told her to turn around so I could cum on her face. She presented her beautiful face, and I painted it with my cum. As I finished, I slapped my cock on her face to get the last drops out. I then laid on my back with my head on the pillow. Jenny got up to go toward the. I think she was fine for the first six months of the marriage but I could tell she was getting restless and irritable. I have to give her credit for honesty. If I asked, she would answer truthfully.Finally, after a silly squabble, I had to bring out the issue in the open. I just asked her why she was getting so cranky.She started crying and said that she loved me and that was the reason she had given in to my requests for marriage. Deep down inside she just didn’t want to be monogamous. A. " What do you do for entertainment?" Martha persisted, judging the receptionist to be much her own age."We don't have a cinema, nor do most people have TV. We go to church socials most weeks, except Lent and Advent of course, and I sing in the choir there, but that's only to mid-summer. I shall be married then." Congratulations. I bet you can't wait?" said Martha.Evidently this was misinterpreted completely, because the receptionist stared at her and said tartly, "People round here do wait. We. "You've been fucking my wife for years while living off my earnings. What more do you want? My daughter? If she'll want you — she'll call you or go to your place, wherever that may be. You have one hour to pack your stuff and leave. Don't leave anything behind — from now on this house is off limits to you for the rest of your life, you miserable piece of shit!" And while you are leaving I also suggest you start looking for a job! You're not seeing any money from me ever again, you parasite!".