It helped me feel less guilty about what I had done in a dysfunctional way to make Stefan the bad guy. I also wanted Stefan to feel jealous about me b...ing with someone else. My husband seemed more concerned with the Home Owner’s Association than he was with me engaging in this training.I wanted to end this awkward conversation because Betty and her girls looked hurt. It wasn’t the fake hurt of someone trying to manipulate you. It felt like I had let them down, and they were shocked.“Well, that. " It will be for the best, Annie. You'll see." I sure hope so but I fucking doubt it." Annie! You know I don't like to hear that kind of language from you." Sorry." I thought, what is your fucking problem? Mark was pissing me off. My red hair would have stood on end if it wasn't so curly."Here's Robert now." Mark introduced us. Robert began to irritate me right from the beginning. He had this nasal high-pitched voice that reminded me of fingernails scraping on a chalk board. Mark and I. She ever so slowly slid my cock into our lover's tight, furry, mature pussy, looked me in the eyes and said "FUCK HER!" Without any hesitation I started slowly pumping my cock into her gradually picking up speed and depth. Within a minute or so, our lady started moaning wildly, loving every thrust I gave her. She especially loved when I slowly pulled out, leaving just the head inside, paused, then slammed my cock into her hard and deep then gyrated my hips with my cockhead rubbing her cervix.. He was going to give her a fuck she would remember as long as she lived.The pathetically trapped girl squirmed nakedly beneath him. She could feel the hot searing pain of his sudden blunt entry tearing cruelly at her insides. She flexed her vaginal muscles in an attempt to ward off the huge invading cudgel, but the throbbing of her internal sinews only seemed to cause it to plow deeper and deeper into her vainly resisting passage. Her cringing vaginal walls clasped around it like a rubber.