As she climaxed hard, she dragged him over too, and he emptied himself into her.Once their heart rates had slowed, and their breathing returned to nor...al, Steve carried his wife to bed. They cuddled close together until sleep took them both.As they stepped onto the yacht the next morning, the butterflies in her stomach started to dissipate. Suddenly her fears melted away, and she felt incredibly aroused. She turned and grinned at Steve, “Thank you for encouraging me to do this.”Steve spanked. Fortunately, Jamie thought, that his ex has the kid, so I won't get stuckwith her. Better yet, they got divorced before Ross won the money, so shedidn't get half of it. He still would have to keep paying large childsupport bills, and watch the kids every other weekend, which was when Rosshad her over, but he decided that he could live with that. Jamie kept thinking of having all that money and those women, and whathe'd do with them. He was so excited that he couldn't sleep that night ashe. “This is the annoying part,” he warned. He placed the bowl on top of another saucepan, the new angle revealing his bare ass behind his apron. He gave it a wiggle and winked at the camera. I averted my eyes briefly, chagrined at being caught. He picked up a small ramekin and drizzled its contents into the bowl, continuing to stir all the while. “You need to add the melted butter and keep stirring, but if it gets too hot, the yolks scramble and you’re left with really buttery scrambled eggs. Or sell something to get a little extra bread! Christ! I've got to see Marcy, though.He went back into his bedroom; his search turned up another 75 cents in change. He'd have enough for a couple of packs of cigarettes. An inspiration struck him and on impulse he carried it out. Carrying the ten-dollar bill was foolish, he decided; he should have two fives, instead.Going back through the kitchen, dining room and living room, he went into his parents' bedroom and rummaged in a drawer where he.