One day she came home and found Mr. Right snuggled in bed with a woman he worked with. Julie and I are now both single.From the time I met Julie's hus...and I knew he was a total putz. He used to call me Karate Boy and was always telling me how much he thought Karate was bullshit and he knew a guy who knew a guy and so on.... If it wasn't for Julie I'd have given him a chance to back up those stories.When my sister filed for divorce Mr. Right begged and pleaded saying it had only happened once. (Gotta love low gag reflexes) I was in extasy, bobbing my head as fast and as hard as I could, not bothering to hide my gaging or moans as I tried to suck the cum straight from his balls. Suddenly I feel a sharp tug of my hair as he pulls my head off of him and slaps me, using my hair to violently turn my head towards our bedroom "What the fuck is this you dumb cunt!?" He demands. Looking at the bedroom door I see Crash standing there looking at us, "FUCK" I thought. I got so distracted by my. She felt one more of the several orgasms well up within her and her nails dug into his shoulders as she clung on for the waves of pleasure that were due to ride her.Her hips undulated; milking him and fucking him back as best as she could, even though she felt she was no match for the vigor with which he was pounding her. She felt water soak the back of her dress, the bulk of the skirts even as they were bunched up under her. Yet, she was not one to leave the fucking to him and she fucked back. Her breasts look much larger than I had imagined and her little belly looked cute. She was all-woman and a joy to see. Simon flicked from image to image as she moved provocatively, obviously enjoying be photographed nearly naked.I looked at Simon and said, "you're a very luck man, she is gorgeous". "Keep watching", he said. In picture after picture I was entranced as she moved one strap then the other of her bikini top off her shoulders. Then I said "WOW" as she pulled the top down to expose a.