”“ . . and you’re not married?” I pressed.“Guys can’t handle a strong-willed woman running a ranch,’ she replied. “I can be a real bit...h when I need to be.”I chuckled.She silently reached over and pulled my penny loafers off from my outstretched and propped up feet. In an instant, she was kneeling at my feet and had stripped me of my socks.She tugged at the pant leg of my trouser.“Come on, get comfy,” she pressed.I was a bit nervous. She tugged on my pant leg a second time.“Come on,” she. Oooooooooh! Ooooooooh! Ooooooooh! Love your dick. Fuck me harder. Fuck me Harder! Aaaaaaaaaah! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Fuck that pussy! You fuck that pussy! Do it! Do it harder!’ After I was done Cynthia was catching her breath and laughed in amazement at what I did to her. I knew she wanted more but that was all I had and she knew it too. I’d almost forgotten what being with a woman felt like. Tonight reminded me in a big way. The following morning Cynthia remained in my bed sl**ping quietly. I was. ” “U are my wife now. I am going to fuck u all my life u bitch.” “Sure Harami…u are a great fucker…I never knew I could get so much pleasure from fucking…U have made me a complete woman…just fuck me.” Then she made me lie on my back again and started fucking me vigorously from the top. She was on fire and her cunt was set ablaze. She just wanted to do it. Just fuck me. She kept fucking me and hurling abuses at me. “U bastard u Harami bastard…fuck u..oh god fuck me oh yes uhhhh aaaaaaah ouch. And not just any cock, but the cock of my daughter Tammi's boyfriend.What the hell was my thirty-eight year old wife doing sucking the cock of a seventeen year old kid? For that matter, what was she doing sucking any cock but mine? On the screen I saw Ken's hands go to the back of Denise's head and hold her while he started bucking into her mouth. I saw her cheeks swell just a bit and I could tell from the way her throat moved that she was swallowing - the little bastard had cum in her mouth!I.