Veronica straddled his body, her cunt pleasantly near his face. When she leaned forward, her tits rubbed across his belly. But it was her mouth on his...hard prick that filled Stan with delicious sensations.He didn't really know what to do but moan out his delight. The wet mouth surrounding his cock gave him such intense pleasure he had to fight down his come. His wife was giving him a hot blowjob!Veronica rocked back and forth, rubbing her nipples against her husband's body. She felt the blood. ” I said.“Really? You masturbated thinking about me?” Mitch asked.We both laughed for a minute, and had some great reunion/we have a baby sex. He began thrusting his cock in and out of my pussy and I knew already, that a sore pussy was in my future, not that I was mad about that. We both wrapped our arms around each other once again and we held each other as close as we possibly could.“Yes Mitch, this is what I've been waiting for, pound me hard! I want you so badly,” I said.“Yes sis,” Mitch. Curiously, I reached down and pulled out an old, dusty, leather-bound journal which I’d never seen before. I stood there alone in the empty room and quietly cracked open the first page. The first entry was dated November 7th, 2003. If memory served me correctly, it was only six months after my parents’ divorce.The first few entries weren’t particularly interesting. She started off talking about leaving the old marketing firm she’d worked at during her marriage. She’d already completed her. It was clear to her that the woman was not in good shape from the way he spoke about it. With a worried look on his face, he explained the situation. “She was thrown out of a car and run over. She had major damage to her hips and legs.”She felt terrible. The mention of her hometown brought back memories of her former occupation and its aftermath. Those memories had not haunted her in ages and had no power over her now. The horrible thing that had happened to the woman bothered her.She asked,.