"I'm never gonna forgive you for this, but if these assholes are serious then I'll do whatever has to be done to save your degenerate ass!" she even g...ve a hint of a smile and kiss me on my lips.At about 5:00pm Saturday Lana began to get ready. She took a hot bath and then applied her makeup, she seemed to put it on a little heavy, kind of "sluttier" than I have ever seen her do it. My wife is usually rather conservative, at least during the day. She works as a consultant to an investment firm. Well at least I was told I was. But, I won’t be making any decisions or actually try any cases. But, I am still a lawyer.We got to the car and we got in. I spread my legs as soon as I sat down and started playing with my cunt. As I sat, the thing in my ass went deeper. Of course, it wasn’t as long as Mr. Jones cock that fucked my ass. I did wonder just how much I could take in my ass. I have had more in my mouth and cunt, but I am sure they will make me take a lot of other things in all my. My own shirt went off then, and I pressed her breasts to my bare chest as we kissed again. I slid down the zipper on the side of her skirt and lifted that off. She now had only orange panties on, at the top of a long pair of smooth legs I wanted very much to get between. My arm went under her to hold her front to me as we lay side by side, and my right arm went up and down her, from breast to knee with increasing stops in the middle until my hand got under the elastic and I plunged one. ” I never expected it was her. I said, “Who is this?” She replied that you threw the paper with a number and asking me who am I?I was flying in the air and jumping with joy. But maintained my tone and said yes. Then she asked me why I gave her my number. I took some time but finally communicated to her what my expectation was from her. She asked, “ Why now?” I explained to her how much I missed her.And how many times I masturbated thinking of her. I was blunt in expressing as if I can’t make it.