Arne gasped at the revelation of a jubilant Carol Finch, his dominant ex-wife, the sight making his cock spasm and a tingling anus clench hard. The cr...el smile and gentle laugh of contempt that came from her making him want to spend immediately; the woman who had crushed and humiliated him so efficiently before claiming his assets and disposing of him as though he were nothing, would now enjoy seeing him hang.The entire crowd of women laughed at his expense as they enjoyed the sweet irony of. He loved to see her handcuffed with her hands behind her back sitting in the chair as it made her back arch and her huge tits poke out so he could feel and pinch them. He then nibbled on her clit with his teeth and felt her cum. He looked up at her and those big tits and said "Your pussy has missed me too. You are so wet and taste so good. I am going to clean your hole with my tongue and savor your sweet cum." He sucked her clit and then he licked down to her cunt and licked all around it then. Her naked sexy ass blocks the view of the clock.Their small bedroom has touches of both of them. Pink replica Venetian masks adorn the wall above his katana. His homemade closet organizer is full of her shoes, jewelry, and makeup. Both of their clothes are strung carelessly from last night’s haste. He smiles slightly, recalling, well everything. Parting until three, her fucking him Amazon style, then his eating her out.Straining further, he notices that the time is late. His impish smile hints. She nestled her head against her left arm, her right arm lifted above her head, straining the satiny material of her nightgown across her breasts. Her nipples were visible through the light fabric of the gown. They had hardened when he’d opened the window and let some of the cool air in. Her long, smooth legs were spread akimbo, and he could see every inch of them, from the merlot tinted nails on her delicate feet, to the very tops of her thighs. Her gown bunched up around her hips, offering.