She knew if she did that, that I would change over to the cheating wife scenario and demand a divorce."Aaron continued, "This is basically a no fault ...ivorce. Both of you agree that you no longer want to be married. No one needs to know why. John has offered you the house and everything still in it, including all furniture and appliances. He has told me that the house is paid for, is that correct?" Yes, we paid it off two years ago. Let me get this straight. Are you saying I would get the house. ''Truthfully? I suppose the simple answer would be fear.'The tiny woman laughed. 'You were scared of little me. I know I have a bit of a temper but I couldn't hurt a great bear like you however hard I'd tried.''A bit of a temper?' I grinned. 'No, not really fear of you, though it was a concern. I mean I was scared of rejection, scared of ridicule and most of all, scared stiff of girls, especially beautiful ones. It wasn't until the last year at school and later at college that that changed.''In. The only thing that is far better is when I am being double fucked. Though, even for a depraved slut like myself, that has only ever happened once in my life. I am sure, no, I am certain there will be more to come. Mr. Polish’s cock was thrusting in and out of my arse at a phenomenal rate. I would describe him as a ‘stayer’ for certain. But even a ‘stayer’ could not compete with the tightness of my arse, especially when I squeeze. I love squeezing when a cock is inside my arse especially when. Lucy moaned in surprise, and I growled in pleasure, our lips pressed together, our tongues writhing, our bodies tangled together. I tried to thrust deeper, but our awkward position, half-balanced on the couch, made it impossible. Our mouths still locked in a lover's kiss, I reached out and took hold of Lucy's slender thigh, the one that rested on the couch, and encouraged her to wrap it around my waist. In my blind passion, I misjudged the move, and felt the couch slip away from us. I fell.