A while later, I heard a car pulling up our drive with the lights off. But some time passed and Ana did not come through the door.Then I looked throug... the window. I could see the black guy’s car parked there at our driveway and he was sitting at the driver’s seat. I could see my wife’s head bobbing up and down on his lap.The bitch was giving him a last blow job to say goodbye…Ana sucked his cock for about ten minutes and then she straddled him in the driver’s seat. She moved up and down on his. Kayla rolled me onto my back and said “Your turn.” She took my cock in her hand and started to lick. She could not get the head into her mouth so she made do with licking it like an ice cream cone. She was getting to me and I told her that I was going to blast soon, and she said “No, not yet” and stopped. “You are here for my pleasure remember?” With that she straddle my cock. She was squatting over it and lined it up with her soaked hole. She slowly descended until it was all the way in.. I used to see her sometimes in the park when I would walk our dog,we would talk and I could tell she had just left the house to get away from an argument. Once, when I was home alone, she came and knocked at our door and asked to come in as her husband had locked her out and passed out cold. We sat and watched TV and I looked over to see she was shaking and nearly crying. I gave her a hug to comfort her and she laid her head on my shoulder and gave me an odd sort of look and told me I was a. I couldn't always predict the inner workings of my wife's mind, but I had never yet had reason to regret having listened to her ideas."I like her, Gary." Patricia said, finally, "I didn't think I would, but I like her. I also understand your desire to see that she's taken care of. I know that you would never intentionally do anything to hurt me, but if you could, you would like to see that she doesn't have to deal with the kinds of problems that put her in this position to begin with. Is that.