We finished our beer and started with the whiskey when Nadia appeared, she was wearing her house gown that was tall, covering all her body, nothing re...ealing. she sat with us, sharing our smoke and occasionally have sips of drink. The mood was light, and Nadia was very friendly. Suddenly she told her husband she feels like dancing, and wondered if he would mind her dancing front of us.I was surprised when Sami told her to go for it, she quicly brought a cd of Iraqi dancing songs and she started. Nelson. It is part of community property. It was earned while you were married to Mr. Nelson and living in the same household. Surely Ms. Dirovich has explained that to you." No! It's my money. I don't have to share it with anyone. I earned it and I'm keeping it."I was shocked at Joyce's outburst. Her lawyer had tried to get her to be quiet, but she was having none of it. At least now I had an inkling of what was going on in her mind. I didn't like what I was seeing in my wife at that. As the ordeal drew on, the pain from each impact began to flow together into single pure note sung so loudly that it became her entire world. And within that world, she started to feel something new. Now, as The Beast’s hand landed on her abused arse, she felt her cunny tingle. Each smack brought with it a twinge of hot pleasure that began to spread through her from between her legs. In some far off place she was screaming with agony, but she didn’t care. She deserved it. She wanted it.She. Before she could stop me I dropped to my knees behind her, my hands on each side of her glorious ass, holding her in place. I took a moment to look at her cute little butt, parted down the middle by a tiny sky-blue thong that separated her cheeks so perfectly that you could almost forget that it was there at all. Her bottom was slightly lighter than her already-pale self, which obviously meant that she didn't have sex outside too often. I could smell her aroused sex, just begging to be touched,.