I asked her what she was doing and without a bit of emotion she told me that the sealed boxes contained my things. "What is going on," I asked. "Simpl..." she said, "I want you out of here and I am filing for divorce from you." "Just like that," I said, "What have I done?" "That's just it" she said. " You have done nothing to make me happy and I don't want you around here anymore so get your stuff and leave now. I want my space." Apparently she had decided to take not only her space, but mine. Mandy joked, “it’s not like you guys can’t see through this bikini top anyway. She reach back with one hand, pulled her bikini top off with one hand and stuffed it down Nicks pants. “Don’t loose that, I’m gonna need it later,” she kidded him.Her turn followed though, and when she bent over to shoot…Nick’s eyes were glued to her perky tits and erect nipples hanging toward the table. She shot quickly and missed. When she stood back up, she cuped her boobs and said, “I think these are going. But on this occasion she was in the mood to demonstrate her party piece, sliding the cigarette between her soaking wet pussy lips and puffing away. After she had a few pussy drags on the cigarette she passed it over to me and told me to take a few puffs. With every puff i tried to take the cigarette squelched with her pussy juices. " Now you can eat me out again " she orderes " and keep your tongue right in there no matter what happens" I knew exactly what was going to happen next. As i buried. As we turned into the spacious driveway and entered the grounds of the clinic, Darla asked, "I need to be sure of one thing. The tour of duty will last..." Six weeks minimum," Dr Wagner finished for her, "although that can be lengthened if circumstances warrant. But less than six weeks doesn't work; the surrogate has just gotten used to her surroundings when it's time to go."He continued. "Live-in, of course. She has to be on call twenty-four hours a day. Some of our patients' demands can be,.