I quickly learned not to leave money where Bobby could get his hands on it because as soon as he had some he went out drinking and when he drank he us...ally got drunk and when he got drunk he got abusive. The first time he came home drunk and hit me I was so shocked and upset that I ran out of the house crying and drove down to the park. I sat on a bench crying for over an hour and when I finally stopped I went home and found Bobby passed out on the living room floor. I left him there and went. “You’re fantastic, Honey!” Didn’t get much further since Steph was picking up speed. Her head was flying up and down and her lips and tongue were dragging me towards the edge. All I could do was moan loudly and not long after I felt how my balls got ready to eject my cum. Stephanie was also panting heavily since her fingers were still digging into her snatch. Seconds later all I could do was groan “I’m cumming!”, and already all my muscles contracted. I could feel the hot goo raising up and. M. I'd give her 10 minutes but I'd go upstairs and be able to look down through our son's old bedroom window.I did put the beer in the fridge, but I was up the satirs in a shot and soon standing back from the window looking down. Tipping the umbrella had given me just enough of a view to see Susan as she still sat at the table. William was leaned over her, hands cupping her breasts and his mouth on her neck (that always drives her crazy). Jonah was half off his seat under the table and I could. What followed was almost two hours of being bent over and power fucked, bitten and scratched, getting her hair pulled until she was worn out and covered in her own squirt and filled with his cum. Now, it was morning and they were going at it again. She had found the vibrator in his dresser and asked him about it, then, after some kinky talking she finally ended up using it on him. Chris was deep inside of her, her dark, tan legs wrapped around his waist. Her jet black hair was a mess of.