I would have said Brenda, but the taste of Joyce's pussy was right up there with hers. I started kissing my way down to her pussy, and then I gave her...a good fifteen minute licking. She came several times, and one was a really good one, judging by the way she tightened her thighs around my head. After, I looked up and nodded my head."I think you're right, Joyce. Good night hon."Tuesday, except for half an hour at lunchtime, I stayed well clear of Joyce and the other X's at the office. Dad and I. She planned on fucking him to within an inch of his life. She was going to fuck him so hard and so much that he would quit the traveling job and get one that would keep him in bed with her every night. When he had called and told her he wouldn't be home for another week she had hung up the phone and then she had sat down and cried.When the tears were done she had said to herself, "I am not going to sit here and feel sorry for myself and I am not going to sit here and stare at the TV for another. More than any other example, he took pride in the discipline of his mind enabling the strength to create such a separation."Is he as good as Wolfgang?" he asked his daughter."No one is," Maria replied. Startled by the question a moment after her response, she studied the Colonel. "Why?"The Colonel pressed his fingertips together. "I'm afraid your lover has gone rogue. Or should I say he has stopped being a rogue wolf." He pulled a thick old file, yellowed, with ragged edges, from a desk drawer. Raising her gloves again, she charges forward at him, catching him off guard and landing two jabs to his head before he has chance to block. He falls back as she giggles again. 'Bugger this' he thinks and launches back, hitting her in the stomach and an off target swing that connects with her shoulder. 'Getting into this now are you?' she asks, almost sarcastically. 'It's coming back to me slowly'. More punches fly for the next few minutes until she drops her gloves again and removes them. He.