" "Wh-.....what?" Mark stammered. Emily continued looking at her husband as she ran her hand up to his leg and gently took his hard cock into her han.... She heard him gasp as she did and it turned her on even more. "I've been seeing another man," she said. "In fact, I saw him earlier today. And I slept with him." She started to slowly stroke Mark's cock as she watched him wrestle with this information. The look of shock and confusion on his face, and the feeling of him getting even harder in. There was barely anything holding our relationship together, but we trudged on, hoping it would get better with time.“Fine, I’ll go.”Jonah looked up with surprise at my sudden consent. I never wanted to go to these things. Slowly he nodded then took a seat on my couch to wait for me to get ready.“Just hurry up, 'kay, babe? I don’t want to miss all the good drinks.”That was something that always annoyed me about him. He would almost always come to my place drunk after his parties if he struck. .."she says as she rotates her hips in response to how good it feels gasps, rolls her eyes back almost in a trance "mmmm, oh Daddy, no, "oh mmmm oh my" as she releases a deep breath and takes a quick one in.I can feel her wetness and hot pussy getting even wetter, her soft pussy lips slipping through my fingers and a hardening clit under my clustered finger tips as I circled her clit with just the right amount of pressure lubricated by her wet pussy juices. "oh fuck Dad" she squirms a little. "That's just a part of whatthose guys paid to be with you," she said. "Mom will keep most of it,for now." She leaned in and whispered to me. "But you get to keep allof what you make on your own, baby." She kissed me on the cheek andthen stood up and offered me her hand.I took her hand and stood up. "What do you mean, 'on my own?'" I askedher. I went over and got my purse off the desk, and stuffed the moneyinto a zippered pocket inside."Like when we go down to Portland? Like last.