"The girl was crying now and her tears were flowing like a little river of frantic excitement down her cheeks and right onto the black leather coverin... on the top of the padded table. A similar puddle was forming at her other end right underneath her female slit pressing with quivering fleshy folds dripping her heavily scented female juices right on the edge of the black leather pad. With each blow of the Doctor's enthusiastic hand, her bum cheeks vibrated and her juices squirted obscenely onto. "Ya but it smells so dirty and musky," said Divya."It smells like me when I haven't showered in over a day," said Erica."Just the way I like it my bitch," said Divya who would kiss his wife's face a few more times before working his way down.Divya kept his powerful hands wrapped around his wife's slim body so she could not get away but it's not like Erica wanted to get away. Erica was loving every single moment of being kissed by her husband and sex was a big part of their happy marriage. Divya. Who the hell did he think he was? He couldn’t just waltz back in her life and order her around. So what if he was her boss. And never, not once in the last five years had he called her, texted her, emailed her, or contacted in any way whatsoever. But he had stayed in contact with Gary, her stepdad? Had Nick been sleeping with him, too? She thought sardonically. And what gave him the right to even mention her late husband? She idly rubbed the place on her left hand where her wedding band had. “This is awkward,” he whispered as he put his beer down and reached for his belt. “Not as fucking awkward as it will be when Jamey screams her delight and I walk in and ask you if she is better than Little Miss Redhead in the woods. What do you think?” Laura hissed, a mere inches from his face. Leaning back she looked at him directly, “C’mon, drop your drawers, Son!” Without a word, Dean complied and his pants fell in a pool around his ankles. “Turn around!” she said with authority, “Shirt.