“AAAAAAAHHHHH YEEEESSSS! FUCK! FUCK! I’M CUUUUMMMING!” She yelled.Right at the peak of her orgasm, I shoved my massive tool as deep into her wom... as possible, knocking the wind out of her again, and held it there for a moment before quickly withdrawing my cock from the vice like grip she had on me. As fast as possible, I flipped Aunt Jenna over onto her back again and ripped the blindfold off her face; I wanted to see the look on her face and in her eyes as I entered her asshole with my huge. Most of the women might have been one night stands but they were still affairs.I guess Dorothy could have left me after any one of them. Why didn't she? According to her 'Dear John' letter she knew about them. I can recall at least twenty times that I was unfaithful to her. Why didn't she ask for a divorce? Could it be because she felt she was no better than I was having this affair with this jerk Paul? Damn, I'd like to know. Maybe some day I'll ask her.I got up from the couch to make myself. 'Then you don't intend to see them" she said cupping her breasts."Who said so" he asked."I thought that's what you meant just now" she replied."No, they are different" he replied."And how is that" she asked."Your wheatish complexion, your Asian heritage, makes all the difference" he replied."So you want see them" she asked."Yes of course" he shot back."But I did not say that I would be revealing them" she said."I know but I hoped you do so" he replied knowing very well that the show was coming. Too many moments though still upset me; my overreaction at the accident, Teresa's comments, in her anger was she just trying to hurt, or did she and maybe others, regard me so. The worst bit, without doubt, was my conversation with the police at the park bench, I wasn't sure that I would ever be able to sit there again without wondering who was watching me and doubting my reasons for being there. It was a special place for me and now, I felt as if I'd been robbed of another link with Jane.Emma,.