There was little love.It was some months later when I met Umberto in a tavern. He had been aclerk in charge of a library, but discharged for drunkenne...s. Idiscovered he knew several languages and I asked him to look at thebook.His response was like the trader's, laughing at the supposed magicalspells, but as he read through all of the pages, I saw his face changingto outright hilarity."What is it?" I asked.Umberto wiped the tears of laughter off his fat jowls with a grubbyhandkerchief. "This . A frown was on her face for a second and it changed to a smile as she warmed to him again. “Will you do it for me?” she asked. Wayne looked a bit uncomfortable at first and looked around to see if there was anyone else around. There was no one, they were all alone for now so he knelt down beside her, she closed her eyes to tan her eyelids. He placed his hands on her shoulders and worked the palms of his hands downwards over her soft skin, they passed over her large breasts and stopped. Mike moaned with ecstasy. Minutes went by.“OK, Randi. I want to cum,” he hissed. “Put your hands under me and grab my ass. Keep them there and don’t take them away.” Randi slid her hands under his tight sweaty butt cheeks. ‘What does “come” mean?’ she wondered? Mike pressed her hands down under him, locking them in place. “Just follow my lead.” He put both of his hands on the sides of her head, locking his fingers behind her slender neck, and began controlling her rhythm. He pushed her head. I have never felt so betrayed in all of my life! My husband showed me about 30 messages that my daughter sent to him providing names of guys who I’ve had sex with over the last 7 years and also a message that I was going up to West Virginia and was going to allow myself to be shared by the guys in the family while I was there! My daughter completely threw me under the bus with my husband and now my husband has told me that if I want to be a slut that he would make arrangements for guys to pay.