Standing still, trying to adjust to the deep blackness inside, Jenny's nostrils flared at the subtle odors of man--shaving lotion, lea...her, tweed, man-sweat. She heard him turn on the bed, heard his heavy breathing and knew he was asleep. Forcing her legs to obey, she moved step by faltering step across the room to the big bed and sank down upon the edge of the mattress, her heart threatening to explode. He was under the sheet, and she. I could think of various ways to make her pay for her past mistreatment of me. Even so, knowing that my own slut ex-wife enjoyed getting butt-fucked was a very handy piece of information indeed. She could be rather useful to me that way, among many others, and this could be used as leverage, along with other things.“Yeah, this guy is really torn about this whole ... anal business, ain’t he? Tight, tight, tight ... push back harder, bitch boi! Take it as deep as you can! I can go for a good. I could not keep from cumming in her too quickly. However, my wife sucked me hard again so that I could put it back in Carrie.I saw a flash and looked over at my wife. She was smiling at me and holding my digital camera. She moved around and took several from different positions.Finally Carrie asked, “What do you think you’re doing?”My wife replied, “If I know my husband, he will want to relive this moment over and over again. He certainly has enough pictures of me naked.”Carrie said, “Then he. ‘I just wanted to know for the future.’ Elise grasped Carrie by the shoulder, squeezing it softly with the palm of her hand, ‘Sure, I’ll get the number for his company, there really quite good.’ Carrie turned with a beaming smile the saddened expression she once sported removed from her face. ‘Thanks Elise, so tell me where the hunk is?’ Elise smiled, it was no secret her manny was the epitome of masculinity with a healthy compassion for children. He was twenty three and gorgeous, fresh out of.