I moved back to my parents home again. I traveled as often as she claimed to want to see our son. She never did spend more than a total of 2 hours ove... the course of a year with our son. It was mostly at first she spend 15 min with him and then asked me to leave and I did and eventually she even refused to do that. I had to put an end to the nightmare that turned out to be my marriage. Realized that I could avoid it no more so on Sept 21st of 2007 I filed divorce on my own thanks to a self. As a matter of fact it was the only thing I could think about. Mom had to know what I was thinking when I turned my head in order to avoid any further eye contact. Mother took my chin and turned it back towards her. Without a word spoken between us our lips met in a warm embrace.It was a moment that transformed my life. For the past eight years I have hated the woman that gave me life, but now all of the hate and anger that I felt for her was slowly disappearing. Her lips were so soft on mine;. .The man in black tucked Amina in and kissed her on the forehead, and as soon as he was gone she went right into a dreamy slumber, feeling warm and safe as she never had before. At breakfast the next morning her parents piled food high on her plate, but she wasn't hungry. They must have seen something in her face, because their smiles faltered when she looked at them. A furtive glance passed between them, and they left the table. Amina didn't mind. She preferred being alone.She never told her. She felt as if her belly was full and her hipbones dislodged by the massive breadth of his cock, filling her full, reaching the parts of her cunt that no salami could satisfy. His cockhead felt like a glowing lump of iron up her belly and his shaft was as hard and as hot as a heated crowbar.He was still holding steady."Fuck me," she rasped, between clenched teeth.He drew back until only his cock-knob was struck up her pussy. His shaft, glistening with her juices now, stood out between them like.