I then lubed up my hard dick and wiped my hands off with the towel. I guided it in to her lubed up asshole.“That feels a lot better than dry fucking...you.” I said as I buried it.She groaned as she took my dick in her ass. I slowly fucked her as I removed her top. I molested and abused her wonderful perky tits as I fucked her. I got faster and faster but she never cried out. She just moaned and groaned. Her body rocked back and forth with my thrushes. It was a good fuck and I unloaded in her ass. I could hear a slight tremor in his voice. As I turned to see if he was really being emotional he straddled my and began tickling my sides. Graham! Graham! Stop it! Oh, how I hate you! I laughed as he started tickling my sides even more. Now, just to clarify, I am EXTREMELY ticklish when it comes to my sides. So much so, that even someone walking past me will cause me to jump a little, so having him tickling me was making me buck around like a bronco on drugs. Once he finally stopped the tickle. Honestly, he could be such a pussy sometimes and then others he said and did things that I couldn't believe. It was like he was trying to piss me off or something. I looked up into his eyes and saw his smirk. He was always joking, even at a time like this."We are married, Melvin. You can't just do whatever you want whenever you want anymore!" I screamed at him."You know I'm not going to follow your rules, don't you?" he challenged me. We were still newlyweds and I think maybe the pressure of. She took solace in the bite from the whiskey and the sweetness and smokiness of the coke.From the edges of her peripheral vision, she began to observe a woman coming up the spiral staircase. With her mind's eye, she knew instantly that the woman was not just looking at her, but staring at her. May pretended as if she were staring down at the table but subtly glared out of the corners of her eyes till they began to hurt.The woman made her way around the railings and slowly paraded towards her..