I remember my own divorce a few years back. The reasons were much more mundane - we just got tired of each other - but it was still hard on both of us... I remember being thankful that we didn't have kids. Look, Jenny, I can't interfere in your parents' affairs, but anytime you need to talk, please, call or come by. This was bound to come out eventually, even if Luella hadn't decided to spill the beans in person. Now your parents will have to decide what to do with the rest of their lives, and. Rick stopped talking to me and only spoke to whoever it was that was fucking me, and I wasn’t told his name and I didn’t care all I wanted was his cock in me. The guy had none of Ricks finesse but was every bit as well hung, maybe even a little thicker and it was long before I heard him tell Rick “I’m about to knock this white bitch up!” With that he shoved in and started grunting and I knew he was adding his load to Rick’s. As soon as the second guy pulled out Rick shoved his cock back in me. The way we were standing in the room, Don could've joined the audience by walking either in front of or behind me, but he chose to walk behind me. That didn't register as significant until he got close enough for my proximity sense to pick up that he was planning to punch me in my left side, then kick me in the same spot on my right.[[I didn't know hardly anything about human biology at the time - NOTHING like what I know now - but Don was intending to damage both of my kidneys. There's one on. . Fuck my mouth, sir," I begged loudly."Mmmm ... Fuck your mouth ... Is that what you want me to do?" he wondered, and I nodded quickly."Yesssss..." I hissed, feeling my orgasm coming any moment."What a cunt ... Jesus! You're tight in there, Natalie ... She's squeezing the ... Ugh! ... hell out of my cock!" Allen said between grunts. I was too, working my pussy the best I could, like I was drawing my sex right up into my belly."Let me have that cunt mouth of yours. Open up, you little whore.".