”“He’s got money, has he?” I said.“He’s rich. But before you ask that has nothing to do with me wanting a divorce, nothing,” she said. �...�I know you could be a millionaire if you wanted. Money was never that big a deal for you or for me.” I nodded. I knew that what she said was true.“Of course, my answer is no. I do not want to meet him or know anything about him. And I sure as hell do not want him to be paying me back for your ops,” I said.“Okay, I understand,” she said.“Okay, so then why?” I. As she continued to work Jean's cunt more open, she added a third finger, then a fourth. Finally, she folded her thumb into her palm and pushed hard. Her entire hand popped into Ann's cunt causing her to scream into Lind's cunt from the suddenness and the pain. Her cunt was cruelly stretched to encompass Lind's wrist. Lind started trying to push further in hurting Ann as she was stretched."I can feel the wall of her cunt being moved aside. Ann, this will hurt because I'm not stopping until I'm. She closed her eyes and relished the touch of his hand as it traced down her spine to cup her ass, drawing her harder against his erection.And when the soft, sensual kiss ended, she opened her eyes. Her body felt strange to her; tense expectation, butterflies in her stomach, breasts aching for his touch, pussy damp and gently pulsing with arousal, heart fluttering, breath short.He touched her breast, a feather light touch, gently cupping it. Callie moaned silently. It felt so, so good. He. All I do know is that a hell of a lot of pretty cunts work in these offices and I would never mind plugging some of these cunt holes with my wanton cock.Turning a sharp curve down the corridor I banged into a woman. I had not seen her coming up and apparently she was struggling to get up with a pile of books and a shopping bag. Fortunately I held her before she tumbled down the stairs and in the process i brushed against her soft tits across my chest. I held her still while she was trying to.