Pulling out his 8” fat cock from the married sluts ass Maria fell onto her knees, come leaking from her ass as she stared down she noticed her ringe... finger. With a show of impulse she removed her wedding ring. Still kneeling she looked at the god like man who had just fucked the shit out of her.“Please Mike, take this as a show of my dedication to you, from this point on i want to be your woman, wife slut anything but as my man you deserve my ring”. Mike laugh “honey i just took the only ring. I have not been given permission, showing the confusion in my eyes I wait. “First stand up” you command, “Take off your clothes.” Getting to my feet I slip my shirt off freeing my breasts, from your seat you watch as I fold my shirt and place it on my seat neatly. Hesitating at the button of my skirt I watch you rise quietly to stand before me. Taking a step forward I shiver as your cold hands snake around my waist. Leaning back in your arms I moan as your mouth pulls at my breast, tongue. For about the first seventeen years of my life I was known as Bobbie. Well actually Robert Harlan Rothman, that was my birth name, but Bobbie was my name to my family. The doctors were amazed that I grew up so well. At seventeen I was 6'-2, 190 lbs and had already taken two college courses and graduated first in my class of 215 students. I hated the speech I had to make. I searched the internet for valedictorian speeches and cobbled several together and said my piece.The first of June found me. I can't be sexy it's just impossible. I could never get down the sexy look, like that thing with the eyes that models do," I replied."Oh you mean this," she asked, looking at me with her sexy model look."Yes! Exactly that. I cannot do that. I have tried so hard, but I just look stupid," I said.She laughed a little, "It took me a while to get it," she took a sip of her drink, then continued, "The key is to not think too much and have confidence."We must have been talking for quite a while,.