This lasted a few months, and even though he got a new girlfriend around the time he moved out, he was almost stranded during the first 3 and a half m...nths he stayed at my place. I own a single wide trailor on the property our mother has in a remote location. As is tradition, we partied the first night he was out and as we WENT FAST and got our goodies from a nieghborhood source, we were not able to go into town to pick up any of the numerous lady friends' he could be fucking. So we partied. I make them the bitches. It's my sweet revenge. And I simply can't get enough of it. Just ask Samuel Philogene here. He's howling like a madman as I ram my dildo into the forbidden depths of his tight asshole. I bet when he met me at that bar near the Montreal International Airport he had no idea that I swung that way. When I told him I wanted to take him to my hotel room and fuck him, he didn't know what I meant. Well, I think he does now. Don't you think?I squeezed his balls hard as I filled. I’m guessing because she was lonely...”“Not the first night. We just cuddled in bed.”“But Friday night?” Kara smirked.“Yes. But there was something odd about it that I can’t quite put my finger on.”“How so?”“I’m not sure. It just seemed different.”“Do you think she’s going to give up on guys? That she went for her ‘last screw’, so to speak?” Kara asked.“That could well be it. And it would explain something.”“Can you tell me? Wifely privilege.”I chuckled, “You had to invoke that, didn’t you?. 'Woo hoo!'Nick had his head cranked over, eyeballing a pair of bare asses as they disappeared under the table."Nick!" I waved him over."WHAT are they doing?"I rubbed my face. "Well, right now they're pulling my pants down..." Oh, shit! Momma..."Rachel grabbed his arm. "Let her alone! We're gonna get the goods on Elise -- I think Momma is just leading her down the garden path, but even if she isn't, it's NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS, Big Brother!" She pushed her iPhone off to her left so he could see.