Luigi felt no regret or guilt about his homicidal reaction to their suicidal dive bombing of his personal space.His wife was snoring lightly.He had le...rned long ago to disregard her nocturnal noises. He had learned to ignore the snoring, the snorting, and the wheezes from chronic congestion that plagued her night and day.They had a sort of truce between them on that score.He never mentioned her noisy night sounds and she totally ignored his inability to restrain his passing of gas in the dark. "Over their favorite dinner of grilled cheese and tomato soup, Trisha tried to calmly recount her short confrontation with her ex. Mark became a little worried, although he tried not to show it; he could see that Trisha was already visibly concerned."Could he make trouble?" I'm not sure. I've got sole custody and he's still been non-existent in the boys' lives except when he has to be. He wasn't even at the boys' concert; he was at a poker game! His mother told him about the boys changing their. He started licking her navel and was biting it. He left a few bite marks near her navel.He pushed his tongue inside her t-shaped navel and she let out a mild moan. And he started riding even more down where he reached his birth hole. He can’t believe he came outside this hole. She had bush over her pussy but it was kept so clean and hairs were so smooth.The aroma was so seducing it was radiating motherly love. He buried his face inside it and shook his head. She laughed. He opened his mouth. I held her hip with my right hand while I placed my left hand between her shoulder blades and firmly pressed her upper body down to the mattress. I made sure her hips were up, legs apart, and her back fully arched.She didn’t make a sound; rather, she obediently placed herself in position and even began to seek out my cock with her pussy. I knew she was perfectly gapped back for me, but I had to take a look, just to capture the visual in my mind. She was perfectly positioned, her ass riding.