I will knock yo ass into the middle of next year. I got turned on even more as his forcefulness. My mom looked like she was on the verge of tears and ...he said the last thing I expected her to say: I want a divorce. My dad acted as of she just said she wanted to go have a slice of pie. I hear you. he said. Youll change your mind. He assured her and gave her juicy ass a smack as she turned to walk away. I raced back up to my room to digest what I had just heard. My mom was getting a divorce. The chain locker was expanded and divided for two stainless chains. The single anchor was switched to two 65 pound Rocna plows. The new anchor pulpit also housed the forestay and furler. Shop made, stainless steel and all welded construction I am sure the footprint is stronger than the single pulpit. A stern anchor, windlass and chain locker was added. No more sideways rolling ... well ... not as much.All deck hardware holes were drilled out oversize, epoxied and re-drilled ... IF they leak the. I stayed out of the living room for a few minutes after I heard them come in the door; I wanted to let them at least get started in privacy. When I heard my wife start to moan, I silently slipped into the living room to watch the scene unfold. Jeff was a large muscular man. My wife and he were on the couch, kissing passionately, their tongues frantically dueling. He had her blouse unbuttoned and one large black hand was kneading the soft white flesh of her left boob as his other hand explored. Come on baby, open your mouth and suck my dick like you said you would...suck my dick baby...' When I awoke the last time, I was all a lone, naked and cum drenched in the middle of a filthy, nasty abandoned room. No furniture and my clothes piled in a corner. I could barely stand, my anal opening ached as if a telephone pole had been rammed up into it. There was puddles of fluid all over the floor, some sticky as I stepped in to them bare footed. I was bent over trying to put on my underwear.