My back arched and my arms buckled, so my head was now on the bed.“Mark…” I moaned.Slow, soft circles were rubbing my panties against my lips, p...shing between them brushing along my clit, I felt the sting on my ass as his other hand slapped me again. I gasped and bit the blanket rubbing my pussy harder onto his fingers wanting more. Crack! Another slap even harder this time.“Again,” I moaned pleading with him.I heard him groan and his fingers pressed harder onto my pussy rubbing faster making. "Came home from work early one day and found her in bed with two guys. I kicked her ass out and I haven't seen her since."So then I asked how his love life was and he smiled and said, "Never better. In fact, you might even call it splendid. There seems to be something about an unmarried man of my age that attracts some women and I've learned to make the most of it. As a matter of fact, I got to do something a few weeks back that most men can only dream about."He saw the interest on my face and. NeitherMelissa nor her husband had done anything to make thegroup think she wasn’t planning on fulfilling her end ofthe bargain.“Sara, here’s your dad’s car keys, I need you to go tothe store for me.” Sheila didn’t want Sara around at theend of the game.“Mom! I want to watch,” she quickly shrunk under theglare of her aunt and mother, .”..um…the game. I wantto watch the game.” They all knew what she meant.“Sara,”. The house itself is detached, and two storeys high with a high-pitched roof.We pan around to look at the garden itself, and find a slim looking woman in a summer dress and a big straw hat, on her knees, facing away from us, gardening. We move up close to her, coming around to look at her and the garden she is digging with a little trowel.We hear a voice from behind the camera – male, middle-aged, well spoken. He asks her, in a very knowing tone, “Found something, dear?”.The woman, slim to the.