If we'd divorced instead of her dying I'd have got rid of it like a shot."Henrietta shrugged. "Perhaps he's got delusions of a dolly bird or even a ha...em. More likely he's just being spiteful and, when he's got me out of it, he'll sell it." You'd be entitled to half the proceeds." No, I wouldn't. He insisted it was bought in his name." Shit! Sorry, Henrietta. I'd never have thought it of him." You don't know Arthur. Nor did I when I married him but he's the most selfish man you could ever. Our talk end and I offered her a ride to her apartment, we started talking during the drive, she said she will be switching to a new apartment over the weekend, that day was Thursday, I offered help to move her stuff, and she was happy and accepted it.We reached her apartment and she asked if I like to hangout with her in her apartment, I readily accepted, we walked in, it was a beautifully decorated house with a lot of paintings which were done by her. I sat on her sofa and she sat opposite to. She didn’t know if he snored badly at night as she had been so thoroughly exhausted by him that she’d slept like a corpse each of the four nights in his bed. ‘Holy shit!’ she realized with a start, ‘It’s only been four nights.’ Head propped on her elbow she contemplated further. He didn’t look like a multimillionaire. They were supposed to look like Larry Ellison or the late Steve Jobs and on one level she knew Philip looked rather unremarkable, despite being the most handsome man she had ever. Michelle instantly pushed her mouth to Jessica’s still wet pussy. She began sucking on her clit and shoving her tongue into her hole.“Mmm, fuck! Yea lick my asshole too, that makes me want to cum soo bad,” Jessica said in-between sucking my balls and Michelle’s clit.“Oh, shit! I am so going to fucking cum!” I said while I continued to fuck her.“I want to taste it,” Jessica said mid lick.With that I could feel Michelle’s pussy begin to tighten up. Her walls began to grab at my shaft as she.