Her labia folding over my fist making slurping noises as my fingers pump into her cunt and my fist slaps against the wet folds of skin. She tightens h...r sucking of my nipples, grunting in pleasure as I finger fuck as had as my hand position will allow. Never in any of my fantasies had I imagined such a scene. Maureen released my pussy from her awesome suctioning lips, I could not see what she was doing as I was still buried mouth deep in Alice, I could her a scraping noise in the sand, someones. But right now she wondered if he could see her shaking, for inside, she felt like throwing up."Honey," he said with a voice that he was trying desperately not to wobble, "that is a question I can't answer." I didn't think you would. How about this one," Jessica said. "Why did you marry Mom, when you hate women so much?" What?" he said incredulously."Are you going to tell me you loved her?" Jessica asked in a way that made him want to defend himself."Of course I did! I wouldn't have married her. To conceal your identity. It's a time honored tradition." She proceeded to explain the intracies of what she wanted me to do, and what to expect when I see him. Then she asked, "So there's somebody whose career you want to... impede?" I told her the name of my husband's coworker, the woman who had fucked him and then rubbed it in my face. I thought that by hurting her career, I would be able to advance my husband's without specifically naming him. I admit it was also a petty attempt at revenge.. "Hey, pal."He groaned. The fed."How you feeling?" Like I got shot." He twitched trying to get comfortable in the almost too short bed. He couldn't move much, it hurt too damn bad."Yeah, I hear you. Been there once myself." He rubbed his hand across the scar on his stomach. "Not a pleasant way to spend a couple of weeks. I'd rather head down south to some tropical island myself." He walked over and sat down in the chair next to the bed. Nick's eyes were starting to droop already. But he was.