Hard.She orgasms. By now, I’m sure that the people next door have a) heard it b) are tired of it c) are probably calling reception, if not the polic....Not wanting to come (although at this point in time in my fantasy, I'm very close, I learned a real life trick from an old hand at this that seems to work for me – do math tables in your head – sevens or eights. Quick, how much is 8x7? 6x8? Thank you John Ringo!), I withdraw from her ass and slip off the condom – it’s a shame to waste good cum,. We didn't need counseling, she was perfectly happy; I just needed to get my urges under control.To be honest, I was at a point where divorce was the obvious answer.Except...Why is there always an 'except' in every narrative? In this case, it was a prenuptial agreement that we had signed when we married.The reason, at the time, was that eventually my wife was going to get a decent sized inheritance from her parents, and they wanted to be sure that if we divorced, it would be protected for Amanda. Although it was Fred in the first place who had suggested that Tommy make out with Grace Furness, the younger man was a little uncertain what he would be expected to say when he met Fred again face-to-face. He really felt sorry for the poor bastard -- to have a wife as turned on to sex as Grace was and not to be able to do anything about it was just about the worst possible fate that Tommy Singleton could think of.The young husband heard a car crunch to a stop in the gravel outside the back. Speaking of which isn’t there something else you’d like to taste?”Lynn sits up and takes off her top. Reaching behind her, she unclasps her bra leaving her nude to the waist. Her legs are slightly spread. There is a line of moisture along her slit signaling her desire. Mike stands to take off his tee shirt and gym shorts. He bends down an slides his wife’s panties off her hips. She raises lifts her hips to assist him. She kicks them to the floor and leans back on a cushion, the leather cool.