I learned my lesson about three years into our marriage when he had started drinking on a nightly basis. I learned that anything in the way of him and...pussy including clothes and bed sheets could infuriate him. I paid dearly that night with a black eye and a missing tooth. I continued my ritual of getting ready for this drunken bastard by getting out the lube from my bedside table and putting it all over my finger than inserting it deep into my vagina. After swishing it around and making sure. My father." Your father?"Richie remained silent for a long moment. "Yeah, my father," he finally said in a slightly quavering voice. "The link that Cassie says I have to him, remember?" Does he talk to you over this link?" More like shouting." Shouting? Why would he shout at you?"Richie looked more uncomfortable with each question. "Look, what difference does it make?" Whether you believe he's talking or shouting makes a huge difference in--" I don't have to believe in jack shit. He really is. David had to adjust a little bit because he was getting horny. Then his wife, Karen, continued bitching about how the gutters weren't clean or how the basement was dirty.While Melissa was dancing, she couldn't help but stare at David. He was only 36 years old, he had muscles and abs, he had chiseled jaw and from his camel tail he had a pretty big package. She could tell at times that he was hot for her. David would stare at the skin that showed, she knew he was undressing her with his eyes.. It barely covered her cleanly shaven pussy, that was getting wetter as time went on. Katie unnecessarily smoothed out some wrinkles on the bust of Lilly’s dress ‘accidentally’ rubbing her nipple and making it rock hard . Lilly let out a soft moan, and now Katie was getting very wet. Katie slowly pulled Lilly towards her and Lilly went willingly. Their soft lips met and quickly their passions flared. Their tongues fervently probed each others mouths, and Lilly’s hands slowly massaging Katie’s.