Sharon was buying items that were sexy and revealing....stuff that many would consider out of her age range (43). Well at lunch Bonnie asked her whats...with the twenty something clothes. Well they had already consumed a few glasses of wine and Sharon told Bonnie the clothes were for "date night". Bonnie stated I bet "Jake loves you wearing those outfits on date night". Sharon dropped the bomb on Bonnie and said "Oh Jake loves me in them but I am not wearing them for him...I am wearing them for. I start bouncing up and down on it, trying to get my asshole to open and let more length into my ass. I felt another few inches slip deeper into my shitpipe. I was easily about over half the length of the dong now. My cock was rock hard and dripping with precum. I take another breath, and let my asshole swallow the last of the dongs length, finally cumming to rest at the fake balls at the bottom. I instantly had what I could only explain as an asshole induced ejaculation. My cock exploded, cum. I held her through the rest of the night, sharing her air, our lips sometimes touching as we slept.“I would like to have Jacob this week,” Desi announced at lunch on Monday.“What’s up?” I asked. “I think our contract says nothing until October.”“Not that you could do anything before then,” Desi shot back. “You and Joan can hardly walk today.”“Things are a little tender,” Joan admitted. “Might have overdone it a little.”“So why do you want broken Jacob this week?” Rachel asked. “You’ll heal by. I was no opera singer, but I held my own in the school chorus. Unlike Kyle, who couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket. Unlike Jason, whose rich baritone carried the harmony of the Doxology throughout the little church. So beautiful. Miranda gave me a mental squeeze to acknowledge my presence as we immersed ourselves in the warmth of his voice.The new Methodist Episcopal Church was a sign of the civilizing of Laramie. A block away, the Catholics were erecting their church. The weather was cold, but.