Two unbroken ropes of thick jock baby batter go flying over my head—even over the back of the lounger. Three more ropes I aim right for my mouth, an... catch each one, as the rest leaves a trail from my face down to my pubes, in a perfect line right down the middle of my torso. I let out a loud cry as I continue pumping my cock, and emptying the contents of my balls. Three more shots land between my pecs, and trail down to my belly, where my abs are contracting to the point they hurt. Kirk. She rushed me into the bath tub and cleaned out my hole with herfinger and pulled me back into the bedroom and shaved my cock and balls, which always turns me on, then she turned me over and shavedmy asshole, then inserted first her finger then her tongue for a wetrimming.Putting on my Bi movie, she opened up the bottle of Rush and putit to her nose and took a big hit and handed it to me for the same.Then got up and opened her drawer and took out her garter beltand stockings and started putting. ’ It was my turn to remain silent. I heard his footsteps retreat in the direction of the master bathroom. They disappeared when he reached the carpet. I heard the door click shut. When I finally turned around, I encountered our empty bedroom. His suit jacket was draped across the bed. When I looked at the blue silk lining, I noticed a loosened thread. I pulled it and snapped it off. The jacket looked as good as new. The door clicked open. When I looked up, my husband was facing me. He clutched. I thought for a moment I was just exaggerating. It was probably a big garbage truck or something. My worst fear was to be caught inside an elevator when a large earthquake struck. The feeling of being so helpless inside a cart strung up in the air by a cable was sickening. I knew if that ever happened my heart would cease to beat. When I finally came back to reality I realized the Bellatrix building was just ahead of me. It was a fantastic sight but very old and outdated compared to the rest..