‘And over there, in the corner is Jeff’s wife with Dave Carlson. He seems to be fucking her in the ass on the floor. Our only black tennis pro i... eating out …’ ‘Stop it!’ she hissed. She closed her eyes, covering them with her hands, trying to blot out the images she saw. It was too much for her … too depraved … filthy … perverted. ‘I thought Marina was an exclusive club. I never realized these people were like a****ls … ‘Come on. You haven’t seen anything. Upstairs in the bedrooms there’s. They were fighting constantly about this but her mind was made up. He told her he'd fight her on everything. "I'll never give you a divorce!!" he screamed at her. "Over my dead body!"She had talked to Keith in the last few weeks about all this and they decided to get her out of that house and volatile atmosphere. He'd be picking her up and she could bring her stuff and cats to his apartment for now until they made more permanent plans. She'd leave while her husband was at work. She didn't want. She looked up at me and smiled. Do you like that baby?” she asked me throatily as she started to slide her hand up and down my cock. I nodded. I like it too.” She whispered. “Your cock is bigger than it was in any of my dreams, so big, so hard. Oh good Aunt,” I groaned as my cock throbbed in her palm, “It feels really good”. She looked at me and kept stroking it for a little longer, then turning her eyes from my face, slid her hand all the way down my throbbing shaft and brought her mouth over. Are you here for the first time? My name’s Clare.” I held out my hand to the man. If I’d had misgivings that they might consider me an intruder, I had been wrong. He smiled brightly at me, taking my hand with a firm, determined grip. “Jeffrey. Jeffrey Huntings.” Yes, there it was. That warm, knee-jerking feeling when he held my hand just a moment too long and looked into my eyes a little too deeply. “Nice to meet you,” I breathed. I managed not to let my breath flutter when I turned towards.