She made no comments because the dates and pictures spoke for themselves.When she closed the book and laid back in the bed she said as she stared into...his eyes, “We’re even and that’s done and let’s go on from here. I didn’t enjoy any of them as much is I do you and I hope that was true of your other pussy as well.” He buried himself in her and fucked like always. He did his best to put those images out of my mind and just concentrate on her but it did rile him up and he was after her more than. She stepped over to me quickly and planted a solid peck on my cheek."It's been a long day without the man around the house. But I managed to fill the time. How was your day, hon?" Mom, did you eat any of my birthday cake today?"Mom gave me a surprised look. "Oh, I guess you caught me, ha ha. I doubt Hank likes the cake he made. What could compare to a mother's home cooking? I wondered why he didn't cut a slice before he ran out this morning. I figured it was fair game after that."Hank? Third. With her mind in a fog of lovemaking, the only thing she could now be certain of was that Bob's unending assault had once again begun rekindling the passion within her aching body. Lynn's pussy had become almost numb. Her labia, her entire body for that matter, felt the effects of the weeks of constant love making that had followed their wedding. While she still loved being able to bring pleasure to her man, the overriding physical sensation she had begun to feel was not lust, but soreness. . The pizza delivery guy held out the box and said hewas sorry he was late. His eyes never left her breastswhile she fumbled for the money and Mitzi glanceddown. The edge of her right areola peeped above thebikini top, she was in danger of falling out of thebra. The lad left with a big tip and a bigger grin.The smell of the pizza drifted into her nostrils andshe heard her stomach growl, two hungers now. Sheturned and reached for the door. "Let's eat," she saidover her shoulder to Matthew. As she.