I dropped to my knees and rolled her over on her back, punching her squarely on the jaw, and causing her to grip her face in pain."Fuck you, you basta...d!" she screamed, her eyes dark with rage and tears as she spit in my face. I had seen the same look in my ex-girlfriends face many times as she became furious at me for doing "stupid" things, or when I tried to suggest what I wanted to do.I stood up and began kicking her, not stopping until she had resumed the fetal position. "No, actually, I'm. “Mmm, I love when you do that, sweetness. You have such the perfect mouth.” I pucker my bottom lip out just a little more, teasing you. I know exactly how much you like when I pout for you. Once more you have me lie back on the bed. My knees are apart for you, at the edge of the bed, you kneel before me. My arse is just barely on the bed, giving you full accesses to everything. You smile up at me, and I know I’m in for a real treat. Your tongue slides along my slit, working slowly from the. I could hear her softly growl as she jerked the car around the van we’d been behind for several lights. It put us at the lead of the light we were at, but we were sitting next to the same van.When the light turned green, she hit the gas. Unfortunately, we quickly caught up with another group of slow moving cars. At least we could see beyond those cars, unlike while behind the van. It also allowed me to see my apartment complex coming up. The only problem was we were in the wrong lane.I pointed. I caught a quick look at her breasts as she continued to walk past the uncovered bay window. "What ya looking at?" my wife said surprising me. That surprise was nothing compared to the one she gave me next as she must have gone shopping recently for a new bathing suit. Bathing suit might not even be the correct term for the outfit now that I think about it, this was little more than three small swaths of cloth held together by string. "Wow!" was all I could say as she giggled and spun around to.