If we divorced for any reason, no alimony or child support and we kept what we had earned for ourselves. So the wedding gift was really to her alone, ...nd as he thought we were not likely to buy a house anytime soon, the gift was off in the indefinite future. No one ever accused him of being free with his money. I agreed, but for reasons of symmetry, I insisted it be changed so as to be the same for both of us. She couldn’t get child support, alimony or my money. I also suggested that we not be. Acting as if his right hand didn’t know what his left hand was doing. Then the finger found its way to her pussy again. Again she leaned into him as he began to probe her. His pace was slow and steady, but it felt so good that she forgot about being pissed. As his pace picked up she let herself go again. It was moving about as fast as his mouth, but not quite in sync with it. As she was getting into the grove again she felt something touch her ass. It was cool, hard and wet. Slowly it. Even though it is not in your game plan, you can’t help yourself when you see my spread legs, my wet pussy, just waiting for you to use however you want. You put your face in between legs, and I squirm when I feel your breath. ?Don’t move, Jane. You don’t want to find out what will happen if you move,? you say and then you slide your tongue along each lip, evading my clit and my hole. I’m holding my breath, clenching my legs against the stool, holding tightly to my cuffs because I don’t want to. Her entry had startled him, and when he stood up his head hit the shower head, causing it to drench her. Her hands had come up and the towel fell. There had been a lot of yelling."I remember" she said. Then she laughed. "You were so pissed that I interrupted you!"Mark grinned. "And you were outraged that I not only took up shower time to ... do that ... but that I got your hair wet."Julie nodded, then laughed again. "I remember thinking of a horse when I saw your..." She blushed. "It was ....