It wasn't a question and I couldn't tell what it was he wanted to know. I knew what I wanted to know though."Are the kids all right?" Yes. Shaken up. ...cared to death about their mother being hurt, but they are fine. The car was a blue Plymouth minivan." That last bit was so disconnected that it had to be a test."No. It was green," I said. The silence that followed was so thick that it could have been cut with a chainsaw."As you say. It was green. And you know that because... ?" I'm the one who. Nick just grumbled and brought up other points of how much he disagreed with Tracy leaving, Mel finally having to tell Nick to knock it off with the negative talk. “Fine, I’ll stop. So tell me something good about all of this. I get drunk every night just thinking about it, especially with Tracy here spending most of her time with you. Tim and I share her for the occasional lunch or afternoon while she always winds up here to spend the night. Fucking unfair.” Mel was shocked at this. I smiled, I knew then that I had made the right choices as to my dress sense.He went for it, he fucked me hard and fast and I did my best to brace myself against the wall and not moan too loudly.He felt amazing inside me and I covered his cock with my wetness with every thrust. He gripped both of my hair bunches in one hand and he pulled them backwards whilst the other hand was squeezing my left boob.Tony didn’t have to work too hard to get me close to orgasm. As it happened, when I did come, I. . I’m driving.”Susan placed her hands on Jim’s chest and started pumping her hips up and down. He was content to obey – his cock was being sheathed and released repeatedly by a wet velvet vice. It might seem odd, but Jim actually took a moment to reflect on the differences between the various pussies he’d fucked over the past month or so (had it only been that?). He’d enjoyed them all, of course, but each one felt different – different in ways he couldn’t yet describe, even to himself – just.