‘Marriage changes everything. But those changes aren’t always for the worse, right?’ ‘But… it’s more complicated than that,’ I protested... ‘Our marriage… it’s not exactly what you might think.’ ‘You’re legally married, right?’ ‘Yes, but–‘ ‘And you live together?’ ‘Of course, but–‘ ‘And you spend time together, share some meals together, talk, watch TV, that kind of stuff?’ ‘Yeeeess…’ ‘You’ve made adjustments, right? Changes to yourself and to your environment? Personal sacrifices, that sort of. I struggle to push you off of me. You say just calm down you will like it. You slide my lace panties off my ass and down my legs I am so embarrassed that I got so wet from sucking you, pushing my skirt up you find the core of my wetness and start rubbing it oh god this is not the job I was hired to do but it feels so good. You pull your cock out again it is hard and pulsating; I think you are going to ram it into me so I open wide you snicker "Thought you wanted out?" instead of ramming it. To my horror, Vanna got up and came near to rub her body against mine. I immediatly got an erection and that set off a fresh round of amusement."No wonder she's not satisfied," Earl said. "It was small to start with and it didn't hardly get any bigger." It's pitiful," Vanna agreed. "And remember what else I told you." Right." He nodded. "This little wimp won't even eat your pussy. He don't like the smell. I say it's time he learned. Especially because I'm going to take you to your bedroom and. ‘What’s up with her?’ they both thought. ‘This woman had reached a new, all-time high score on the bitchiness scale.’ ‘Could you come in here, please, Mrs. Winters?’ Cynthia’s exasperated sigh could be heard from the next room. After a second, she returned to the foyer, her eyes searching the room for his. And were caught, by his. Mike’s deep blue eyes drew Cynthia’s gray ones like iron filings to a magnet. She was drawn in deep, as helpless as a woman lost at sea, drowning and unable to swim..