Abh jiju ne mujhe aur andar khich lia mere per unhone ese khiche ki me leti padhi bed par. Bas phir woh upar agai mere,mene sleevless top pehna tha ji...u ne turant hataya meri bra b nikali..Unhone unka shirt pant nikala,aur mere boobs itne kaskar lick liye batanai sakti,bht smooch kia humne,mene unhe tight pakda tha jabh woh mujhe kiss kar rahe the jabh woh mere boobs suck kar rahe the,aaah mujhe itna maza araha tha aur itna uncontrol horahe the hum!!!Mmmm!Phir jiju dhire dhire mere neck par pet. The next day I called the attorney I use for my business and he referred me to a divorce attorney. I was able to get an appointment the next day. I told him my prime concern was my children. I wanted to know where they were and when I could see them.From my wife's attorney we learned she and the kids were living in a house owned by a Gary Anders. He was about ten years older than her and was one of the Country Club set, old money. It seems Karen had decided to trade me in for a husband with. Three state troopers in all. One seemed to be watching the road and now the other two were with me. One was stoking my pussy as the other demanded that I back up so he could get in the truck. He quickly had his cock out and made it clear that I was to suck him off. As I started to suck his cock the one behind me started laughing. He said "she acts like she doesn't want it but this slut's pussy is dripping wet. Tell you what bitch; if your pussy isn't wet and you aren't turned on by us then we. She didn’t. Her ex grabbed her shoulders and pleaded her case. "When I found you, you had nothing. You were dishing out burgers and blow jobs at the Greasy Spoon Cafe. I gave you security and affection..." ...And dozens of bruises," Sam interjected.Outraged Renee then began shaking her, with Sam looking like a bobble-head doll. "I couldn't take your interest in other women any longer. But I can become more compassionate, more forgiving."Sam looked at Olivia fearfully, causing the normally.