Your cock must had shot several squirts of your cum inside because when you slowly pulled out some of it oozed out. You kissed me on my back, neck and...ear lobe and then softly smacked my ass to signal you were done. But you knew that I wasn't so you backed up against the bridge and I backed up against you. You grabbed my cock as we kissed and your hands began stroking me. Three minutes later your hands sent cum flying out of my cock....it was intense! I was no longer horny... So we both got. The prefect looking woman that I had known as my wife had vanished. In front of me lay a stranger, a damaged and bruised human being. If her name had not been written on the white board, I would have guessed that I was in the wrong room.I didn't know what to think. My emotions were all over the place. We were separated. I didn't really have any obligation to care for her. But then, I did. I had lived with this woman. She was my wife. At one time I had loved her. Maybe in reality, I still did.. I called, but there was no reply. I knew that someone was in because the door had been unlocked, so I made my way up the stairs to Sarah’s room. I pushed open her bedroom door, but there was no sign of her. As I was turning to leave, I noticed that the door to Kat’s room was ajar and I could hear TV playing faintly somewhere, so I peeked round it. AT first, I didn’t know what I was looking at and it took a while to fully take in the scene. Kat was kneeling on the bed, staring at the tv. Her. Well, they are not exactly the same.Tomboys are more emotional. All the girls are.The girly girl will cherish while tomboy will fight. And they both willcome to the same result but in different ways.Barbara was like Andrea. She didn't understand the difference. I couldhelp but I wasn't so close to the family that I could. Jaci was a girl andBarbara was sure she, Barbara, knew better.Barbara's girliness made Jaci fight, but not for justice. Jaci wasfighting back and she was closing in the.