I told her to take whatever the hell she wanted. The next time I came home, her sorry ass better not be there. She was crying as I walked out the door... She was totally wrong in what she did, but I had to wonder if my job and not being around led her to finding love in the arms of another man. She tried to talk with me, but I couldn’t be with her anymore. I cared for her, I really did, but I knew I could never trust her again. I actually cried after our divorce. I just couldn’t make it work. I. She had taken her sister’s fake cock up her dirt hole more than once always carefully washing it and replacing it so she would not be caught. It never failed to make her pant like a little female dog in heat taking it all the way up back there and she assumed the older men would find her tightness much to their liking and they would spray her with their love juice and buy more cookies than they had ever bought before.Cindy had just finished her first Boy Scout meeting and was all excited over. I filled two glasses and we cheers up to start.She came and sat on my lap. We both were stark naked. I was poring my drink on her nipples and sipping from there. After sometime she also started pouring her drink on my cock and was letting it flow to my balls from there she was sipping it. We finished our bottle this way. Finally my cock was wet due to pre cum and her cunt also wet due to high sex arousal so in single stroke my cock entered in her cunt up to the root. I started giving vigorous. She’d come five times! She’d never come that much in one night before. God, life with Matt would be wonderful! Then reality intruded. Would it? She was more than twice his age and through with child-bearing. What if he wanted to have children? He had the right to expect that. She had no idea what she was going to do, or what would happen. All she did know was that she loved Matt, and couldn’t give him up. She opened the glass shower door, stepped inside, and felt the stinging hot spray pelting.