He looked into her eyes with an evil grin. “You can and you will” he said as he plunged into her again. “Mmphhhh” She grunted as she felt him ...lamming back into her battered pussy!“Oh, oh, oh…” She gasped as he started pistoning in and out of her. ooooh, ooooh, ooooh…” She continued as something started to come over her. There was now a different look in her eyes. She reached up, sliding her hands up Tyrese’s strong muscular arms, and grabbed onto each of his shoulders. He picked up his pace. "She unlocks my cuffs and I groan, "Noooo ..." Rollover on your back."I obey but scowl at her.Flipping over, I stick out my wrists, desperate to feel the handcuffs again. She doesn't disappoint and straddles my body, jingling the cuffs in my face. I find myself holding my breath until they are latched back into place. Oh my goodness, I purr as she tightens them with a wicked smirk. "An addition tonight," she says, reaching for a scarf on the nightstand.Anxious to see what she's up to, my eyes. “Whoopee,” Dexter said sarcastically.Mark said, “Don’t be an asshole.”“Why not?” Dexter asked. “My wonderful son and daughter are only worried about the child support.”Eric had been staring at the wall trying to ignore the conversation. He knew enough about the divorce to understand the hostility in Dexter’s voice. It was obvious that Dexter was not happy about the call.“Don’t be an asshole,” Mark growled.“Okay. So what did my son want?” Dexter asked.“Janet is in the hospital,” Mark. I simply nodded my head in anticipatation and rushed to the bathroom taken bath and came out. Then the time passed. She was busy in her household chaos, neighbor friends…and preparation of dinner.That time with her permission I opened my bag and taken my stuff which I carried from home. And while she was making meals I enjoyed my drink sip by sip. Then we took our meals. She prepared a nice chicken, rotis, and jeera fried rice which we enjoyed a lot. Then due to the drink my eyes began to close.