“You mean to tell meto fuck off.”Her meaty thighs were spread slightly and I realized I could see farup her mini, but tore my hungry eyes ...way to answer her question.“Yeah, that was my plan.”Again her legs spread even more. “I would have understood.” I beganto cough; I had caught a glimpse of her hairy beaver between her legs,and under the leather mini she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Ofcourse I controlled myself and forced myself to look directly. I sat on the couch at least a good hour staring at the television before I realized it wasn’t turned on. When I found the remote and actually did turn it on, I have no idea what might have been on. It didn’t really matter, it was just noise in a lonely house. I had no idea how I was going to cope with this for a month, especially when I knew my wife would be spending that month in the arms of another man.She called me during her layover in Seattle. I don’t think I’ve ever heard such a sweet. Now he got into his favorite cunt breaking position Knees under him, leaning back he pulled Rivka up into his thighs, with her ass elevated every stroke of his dick was rubbing her G spot. Poor Rivka she was just a poor little housewife, during her marriage sex was every Wed. night unless it was a Jewish holiday, that meant she had an orgasm maybe every third week, by the time Paul came in her she had had more cums today than she did in four years of marriage. The next day getting out of the. ‘I asked him the same question.’ Seeing my impatient look he continued with a chuckle. ‘It was Julius’s idea for her to apprentice with you.’ ‘It was his idea?’ I looked from Telemon to Arianna and back. ‘Why would he practically send her to me? I don’t understand.’ Telemon pulled a credit card out of his wallet and put it on the table to pay the bill and looked at me again. ‘You and she have a lot in common. Read her file and you will see what I mean. We can talk more about it tonight back at.