I can't, I won't change it. I love you, Noah, Iwant to be with you for the rest of my life, but I can't. Not likethis. Besides, I don't even know my w...rds."Noah did. He'd looked them up once in a pique of curiosity. Ameaningless, doggerel phrase, but one that would turn his cute,pleasant, and apparently lesbian wife into a raging slut. He'd neveradmitted it, never shared them, never even considered saying them, buthe knew them all the same. He knew it was something she was afraid of,and he'd. The young man started the car and pulled out, Vera breathed a sigh of relief. ‘Um, Ok. I don’t …Are you sure you won’t go to the hospital?’ the man stammered, glancing anxiously over at Vera and back to the road again. ‘It’s nothing, I promise,’ she assured him. ‘Just drop me…wherever. Where were you going?’ ‘I was going home from work,’ he replied, running a hand through his hair again. ‘Do you have somewhere to stay? Maybe you could stay with me. Just for tonight if you want.’ Vera thought. I don’t need it. At the end of the day, a man is defined by his actions and his choices, not how much money he has in the bank. That’s how I define myself. Does that surprise you? A lot of people judge me before they get to know me. They think I’m the rich dad whose parents are loaded. They don’t think I’ve ever had to work a hard day in my life. Sure, my family is wealthy. We’re multi-millionaires. The top echelon of American Society. But we’re not a bunch of lazy people. My father worked. She was uncontrollable at that moment.I went back to her boobs, kissed her cleavage and then went down to her navel. She was a bit chubby that I started biting her at her stomach. All this was making her mad and was making me super hard. I kissed her belly button and put some water in it and sucked it out. This made her scream and was begging me to insert. Her pussy smell mixed with her sweat was intoxicating.I touched her pussy over the panty felt the wetness and the hair over it. That panty.