Any chance of being painted over got nixed immediately when the two new brothers said they didn’t care one way or the other. They were as nice as th... brothers they replaced. Cooler. Definitely more mature.“Where to?” Joe asked.“I told Eddie I’d be with him,” said Shawna.“He told me,” he smiled. “But he’s not up for conversation.” Maybe Joe shouldn’t have said that. He was drunk. And horny. And it had been a while since they’d fucked.“Yeah,” she said. “Trevor?”“Yes Shawna,” Trevor responded. He never drank. But he smoked. He smoked and smoked and smoked. Whenever anyone he knew went on holiday, he’d cajole them into getting him as many duty-free cigarettes as possible. Benson and Hedges were his vice. Everyone has something. That one killer. Drugs or drink or gambling or sex or lies or anything; that one thing that ruins them. If Dad hadn’t been a smoker, he would have been perfect. But nobody’s perfect.He wasn’t supposed to leave me. He’d never promised it in any words but isn’t. "Catherine gasped. "I'm ... not that kind of woman." Lady, you just proved you ARE that kind of woman." No, I have to go," she said starting to leave."What about the party?" he asked."No, never. I could never do that." But lady, you just did. What are you some kind of whore who just plays around on her husband whenever she gets the chance?" I..." She considered her life since meeting Alexandra. "Yes -- some kind of whore," she said, tears in her eyes as she turned and hurried away.Despite the. Most of the guys loved that but there were a few who slowly, over time, stopped seeing her.In her last few weeks about 5 guys now were still fucking her and one was Garys dad. He couldn't get enough of his pregnant daughter-in-laws cunt. Her tits would swing heavily under her as he pounded at her fat full cunt-lips from behind her. And he always groaned loudly, and called her whorish names as he blasted her pussy with more of his thick cum.Gary was fucking Helen mercilessly each night with his.