She was the one cheating on me and our marriage with that asshole Jeffry Trousdale. He was the one that seduced her into betraying me. What did she ex...ect me to do after that? Abandonment? Bullshit! I left her cheating ass! Emotional cruelty? I hated her guts after what she did, and I told her that. Was that emotional cruelty? Hell no! That was the fucking truth!!! I sat there fuming for another five minutes, the heat from my anger doing a good job of drying the remaining water from my wet. He stayed embedded and only when the pleasure threatened to recede completely did he pull back and thrust back in and hold again. That thrusting pulled back his skin and the cockhead swelled up and he was able to retain the fullness of his erection for another moment during which he could stay embedded. Another dribble of sperm and another thrust back. With each successive thrust, the cockhead swelled a little lesser and lesser, till finally he had come to rest on his daughter-in-law's sexy. I turned myself to her and grabbed her 34″ boobs which hard and tight. Started to kiss her on neck and bulging b**bs. Now she was taking breath like Rajdhani Express. I started to unbutton the hook of the blouse and felt that she was without her bra on. I unbuttoned the hook and two sweet white pigeons came out of the cage. I started to play with that boobs as she moans like anything. I opened he saree and she was only with her petticoat on. She urn me towards the shower and open the tap. Now,. ”“I’m just as tall as John,” I replied.“I like tall guys,” Cici replied, leaning in closer, wrapping her arm around my waist. “You’re a cool guy.”John was standing outside chatting with Beth about our flower bed, so I decided to test the waters.“I like short women,” I jokingly replied.Cici smiled, and proffered a wink, “I hope so.”John, Cici, Beth and I decided to get together for a cookout the following Saturday.A couple of days went by, and I kept replaying my short hug with Cici over and.