It was such a weird situation which obviously also overwhelmedMr. Rearden. I saw how instinctively he took a better positionin his leather armchair wh...ch wasn't lost on Mommy Adriana. "YesMr. Rearden, this is so formal. May I call you James or betteryet Jamie, hmmm, yes, Jamieboy get comfortable, Greta will getyou relaxed." Meanwhile I saw my red nails pulling down thezipper of his pants. I hesitated but one glaring look of MommyAdriana sealed my fate.I saw shivering but immaculate manicured. We have a process called divorce which allows you to return to single status. I shall be putting that into practice if she hasn’t already done so.”“Soooo. You might tire of Avril and ‘divort’ -”“Divorce”“Yes, divorce her too?”“No, never. It would be more likely the other way when she realises she could have done better” I laughed, and thankfully he laughed too.“Well, fare well my friend. Perhaps we shall meet again, but I doubt it”I doubted it too; and was sorry. We headed north as I’ve. He laughed, as I remember, and pulled apart my ass cheeks. Slowly he pushed some lotion in the valley and ran some fingers deep in that crevice. I moaned, I think as he slowly rubbed up and down that depths. Then he stopped at my ass hole and lingered a finger around it. My body stiffened and I raised my ass up to meet his hand. Oh fuck, I loved it and moaned more as he said "You like?" For a minute or two he teased my dark hole, caressing it so gently but so sexually.After that he told me to. She gyrated her hips grinding her sloppy wet cunt against me. " Am I fucking you good enough John?" Jenny asked. " Lift your legs up higher," I instructed her as I continue slamming her cunt. She grasped her ankles with both hands and pulled her legs up higher and wider. I re-positioned myself with my weight on my forearms and my chest held up off of her. I fucked her harder than I did before. Each dominating stroke jostled her petite body, her soft tits jiggled with every deep stroke I made. I.