”“I thought you’d feel safer out here.”She blinked. “That doesn’t make sense.”“You haven’t done more than wave to me since, we’ll,...Saturday.”“Since we fucked.”“Yes.”“You were great and you never lied to me. I don’t have any reason to be mad at you.”“But you are?”“Yeah, and myself.”“Why?” I stood. I felt my blood go from cold to a frantic pulse in my head.“Why do you care?” She was angry and it hit me like a whip.“Why do I care? Look, if you don’t want a physical relationship with me I get it. You spent the whole night with Nicky and you never slept the entire night with me in your bed." Beth said."Or me," Sandy said."Ugh. Too weird for me!" I exclaimed."Well, you said you would think about it," Sandy said."I didn't think you meant THAT!" I don't have any trouble hugging you and stuff, but we will have to come up with something else besides that, you're my sister for Pete's sake," I said."I don't know, all the sex around here is driving me nuts because I am not getting any of it. I. My son obviously knew the signs as well as I did and sped up his fucking.Charlotte screamed a noiseless scream and heaved forward, wrapping her arms around our son’s muscular back and digging her nails into his skin. Held up by his strong arms, she let the waves of pleasure take control of her body. Her delicate face was contorted into a pained grimace by the stupefying bliss triggered by Nick’s ceaseless thrusting. I hadn’t seen my wife cum this hard in a really long time, and knowing it was. The rain had let up, leaving torn wisps of clouds to dissipate into nothingness. Dappled light outlined Ivana's curves as she got on hands and knees next to Šárka.Glancing at her misidentified lover with trepidation, she cautiously lowered her body, the lace trim lining her slip pressing up over her rounded buttocks, and carefully ran her tongue over the spillage on the floor, reddened eyes begging for approval.Šárka’s face wrinkled like an overripe prune. Her internal rage took pleasure in.