.. who’s this cutie?” Neda blurted, noting Carmen’s presence.“That’s Carmen, my brother’s ex. Unless she’s maybe not so much of an ex no..., am I right, bro? Are you and Carmen getting back together?” Scott grinned at the way that I touched my ex-wife’s arm.“I’d say so, judging from body language. See how he caresses her arm, in a very loving, protective gesture? I’d say that someone has forgiven and reconciled. That’s very good. I like that. It shows the triumph of love over bitterness, anger,. Why didn't I go with Jones?Unconsciously, my hand made its way down to my groin. I started to rub the outline of my full-blown erection with my fingers as we continued blazing down the interstate.Keeping his left hand on the wheel, Bailey reached over and he started tugging on Jennifer's shirt. He pulled the cloth up to reveal the clasp of her bra. He released the hook with one hand and continued removing her top. Jennifer raised her chest allowing him to pull her shirt and bra over her head.. He thought for a moment, then nodded his head rather sadly. "I guess she is no longer the enemy - the monster that I had to constantly fight against. She's more just another attractive older woman." So, you have really forgotten all of the hurts from before?" Carole challenged."Forgotten? No, I don't think I will ever forget. It's just that my life is so great right now. I don't feel any more anger or need for revenge. You know, living at home has gotten to be pretty easy." That's great to. Just give him a toy to play with..." Marta stepped back, collecting one of his hands. "Let's go to my room and sleep on it; in the morning we can discuss how to present things to the family when we're fresh."That was all it took; ten minutes later, he was rhythmically probing her depths with his cock, listening to her half-familiar pattern of gasping moans while he reverently clutched a big, brown-nippled breast in either hand. Marta was pleased; he was every bit the wonderful lover Inez had.