I couldn't doanything but sit and play with dolls on my bed all morning. Laura camein once or twice and asked where Jane was. The worst feeling about ...hisentire ordeal was that I could only say, "I don't know, Mommy. I thinkshe left with Daddy to go somewhere."I couldn't call my wife by her own name. I wanted to, but the words justwouldn't come out. It wasn't as though someone else was pulling mystrings and literally putting words into my mouth. Rather it seemed asthough any thought I had was. The supermarkets do that on purpose, they place the products with the biggest mark-ups at eye-level, not giving a shit about folks on a tight budget who want economy products but can't reach them.I bent down to pick up a large, heavy bulk-buy from ground level for her, and she smiled and thanked me. She was really pretty so I asked her why the baby's father wasn't there to help and she told me he was a no-good jerk who bailed on her when she told him she was pregnant.We ended up going round. She sunk in the exciting pleasure of the insertion.Let me tell you, it was a bloody fucking tight hole. The firmness of my dick stretched her pussy to its limits. Masi slowly started to ride me, pushing her body up and down in slow, gentle moves. I held her boobs and squeezed them as her boobs started to jump up and down in unison.Masi ground her ass on my dick and kissed me as I moaned in pain. I held her waist firmly to support her moments. She started to moan as she moved her ass faster.. “I have your wine and liquor. Do you want to put it in your car?”“Thanks. And yes, let’s do that now.”We moved two cases of red wine and the bottles of vodka and bourbon into the Trans Am. I closed the trunk lid and Joyce followed me back to the guest house. I had planned to relax for a bit because people usually didn’t arrive until after 1:00pm. I kicked off my shoes and plopped down on the couch. Joyce went to the small kitchen and started the Mr. Coffee that was on the counter. Five minutes.