She said that we don’t need to eat out and spend a lot of money at a restaurant, when the tip would buy almost two weeks worth of groceries. I wante... to show her a good time, but what can I say? I’m sorry. Hey! here is your coffee and some rolls, and here is your hot chocolate. There are also some muffins and napkins in there.”“She wouldn’t let you take her out? Hmmmm … I think I have a surprise for her. Let me work on it.”Ronnie drove very carefully so nobody would spill anything on. I eventually fell asleep.I was woken suddenly when my feet where grabbed and I was pulled to the end of the bed. I was flipped on to my stomach and my legs forced apart. Then I felt my husband position his cock against my arsehole. As I tried to get free he pushed his cock into me. I screamed as he tore into my arse. He drove his cock until it was fully inbedded in my arse. He fucked me hard pumping in and out telling me how he loved fucking my arse and he should have done it years ago. He. “Dag, it was a lovely time (except for the bath). Help yourself to coffee and anything in the fridge before you go. The door will lock behind you automatically. Kisses, Peg”She was not expecting me to be here when she got back.She was not expecting anything.I sneezed. A cold, acquired, no doubt, from my dip in the river and subsequent fever, was settling into my head and chest. Just the thing the doctor warned me against. It would be a great flight back to Seattle.I gathered my things and. They both walked over to where Jeff was sitting.Aria said, “Nice to see you here. Jeff I would like for you to meet my mother, Lynn Baker. Mother this is Jeff Martin.”“I know Jeff, I sold him his condo. How do you know Jeff?”“Oh, I met him at the Red Slipper.”Jeff could see that Lynn was definitely a little shaken up by this encounter. He would guess that she was wondering if he had bedded her daughter. He was sort of proud of himself that he had done the dirty with the daughter and then the.