Then the second Bomb drop of the morning. "we are getting a Divorce and we do not live together anymore" My jaw dropped open literally he just laughed...as he pulled a very small back pack out of his saddle bag and tossed it onto the ground by my bike. He told me it was her clothes for the weekend and I looked at the size of the bag and thought there might be a bra and panties and a bikini in there and that would be about it. He threw his leg over his bike fired it up gave me a laugh and rode out. I kept going for a good 10 minutes, and her ass had now aligned to my dick. It was so hot and sweaty now, I just grabbed her by her waist and turned her around so I was below her and her above. Her legs opened by themselves, and I resumed my pounding. I looked in the mirror and what a sight she was. Her legs split open, her pussy looking fucked and battered split open and my huge dick slid in her asshole from below. She started fingering her pussy and I grabbed her tits and kept pulling her. They had said their farewells to their children and grandchildren, and been content in the knowledge that their offspring would – hopefully live on.But they had no wish to survive the end of their world, had no wish to be hurled into space, and spend the last years of their lives as refugees.And they were not the only ones.It seemed that very few of the pensioner’s population wanted to leave, and some of them were deemed just too frail to even survive the initial blast off – let alone the. We've shopped lingerie, western, women's office apparel as we enjoyed role-play, and heels lotsa sexy heels stilettos etc. I was happy not giving a shit about the weird reactions we received shopping for said clothing, fuck em my life to enjoy not theirs altho the woman selling me the lingerie smiled and winked at me when I mentioned they were for me as Jim waited nearby making it obvious to her we were there together as a couple. Evening approached when we traveled back out of the city.