There was the usual junk mail but there was one addressed properly for a change. He took a sip of his drink and opened it.His immediate reaction was o... shock. His amenable wife had told him that she was going to divorce him. It was almost unbelievable. He read on and was horrified that his liaison with Karolina was the cause. How could Angela have known? This could have serious repercussions. His mood changed to fury. The bitch must have been spying on him. How dare she! Aided and abetted by. .."No," I said. "It can't be over."I held her closer to me, feeling gentle waves of sadness roll through her body. I was scared too, but certain. As certain Kat and I would be together as I had been moments ago that we must be apart. We would hide it if we had to. After that night, we always found time for one another. The fantasy life I had imagined for us--one where I could take Kat for my wife--could never be, but whenever my real wife was gone, Kat found her way to my bed.It happened in the. Her juicy bottom would make a deep clap every time she drove her weight down on my hot cock. The music from the stereo had cut off and we were screwing to the sounds of our bodies bouncing off of each other.“Marla Im gonna cum!” I told her as I could no longer hold back, she jumped off my cock and kneeled down along the side of the couch pulling my condom off quickly right as I erupted like a volcano shooting globs of white bullets that were mostly landing on my stomach and Marlas hand as she. I guessed that maybe she was seventeen or eighteen. ?She is cute?? I pointed my finger straight at her to show to Michael. ?She looks awfully young, but she obviously must be at least twenty-one if she’s being served alcohol.? ?She has that bad girl exterior about her?but hides it with her innocence.? I stared at her from head to toe. She wore a black skirt, showing off those skinny and boney legs. They were some of the loveliest pair of legs I’ve ever seen..