Veronica sensed her uneasiness. To make her feel more comfortable, Veronica suggested they all go for a swim. Everyone dressed in a bathing suit. Ever...one, that is, except for Mark. "There is nothing like skinny dipping at night," Mark said. "The cool night air. The comfortably tepid water. The total freedom!" Mark had turned the light on in the pool and was doing laps, while Ellen sat on the steps, sipping her wine. She felt a little uncomfortable, but no one was pressuring her to do anything. You were still stroking my cock as my hand fell to your wet pussy and began to part it exposing your clit to the fresh air and my finger as I rubbed it slowly making you squirm under my touch, within a minute you came and let out a loud moan knowing we were all alone and grabbed my cock hard as you climaxed hard on my finger.I removed your wrap and began to rub oil in to your body all over your big tits with your hard nipples and your body and especially on and around your sexy pussy as we did. After I left the table, he must have stripped down; he was standing behind me and I could feel him. He had a boner, standing at attention demanding some service. I began to move my hips against him, rubbing his cock and mewling with the sensations it was causing in my pussy. He pushed his hands forward through my hands and cupped my boobs and began to massage them. I threw my head back against him and a moan escaped me. Then, with his hands, he pushed my legs apart a bit from behind and pushed. ’ ‘How did he get the money to pay for the car and to make payments on the house?’ ‘He earns good money as a big shot at an insurance company.’ ‘Then it isn’t his money. It’s your money, that is, his and yours. You own half the car and half the equity in the house. You can make him sell them and split the proceeds with you. That’s after you drag his name through the mud in divorce court. Do you have any proof of the physical abuse? Any medical reports or witnesses?’ ‘George and Pam have seen.