Do I need to explain? Thought not. I really don't see or hear from him much except for a birthday card once a year.Her next husband, David, was a long...distance trucker, kind of rough around the edges kind of guy, loved C&W and lots of beer. He came home early, too. I was twelve at the time and was there in the house when he came in. It was not pleasant.Then, three years ago, my mom married her third husband, Craig. I think he was the only one she didn't pick up in a bar. My mom actually bought. Wiggle the tip in her pussy as she thinks your resting,and then slam and an oh fuck fly's out her mouth as I power slam this fucking sexy plumper,oh you sexy whore you pussy is so sweet. Fuck me with that cock she screams,power grunts cum from both of us.I cum again and on her stomach,and we lay there spent, kissing and caressing,sucking her tities,and sweet kissing her stomach to make her feel more comfortable.Then we had marathon sex all through the night but her main trick was her oral. I inserted my fingers inside and stated masturbating her three fingers went in comfortably. I got up and lay next to her and asked her if she is enjoying it. She said yes and kissed me on the lips full. I rolled on top if her and she guided me inside her and started humping. Half way through she asked if she can take the liquid in her mouth I was happy because my wife never accepts it. She pushed me off her and got up to start sucking on it. At the same time she was kneeding my balls. I came. Exhaustion, melancholy. As if the fire within was a shadow of what it once was."How do you." Neat, heavily accented Common. "What would you ask of me?"The jaded impatience of the draenei's query offended D'Dea's night elf sensibilities. But she reminded herself - from what she knew, this was a very tried woman - so she replied in kind..."A felsteel longblade, Lady. I am told you can smith it." I can smith...very nearly anything. I can even smith armor purposed for the old Naxxramas. Do you have.