I stood there while one, Marcos lifted my little top and checked out my tits. “Let me see your ass, Puta.” I looked over at Tank who nodded to me....I unsnapped my shorts and let them drop to the floor. He was behind me and pushed me forward and spread my ass cheeks and stuck a finger inside my cunt. I jumped and let out a moan.“I see the Puta is ready. So, do you have the rest?”Again Tank just nodded and handed Marcos a bulky envelop. The other man, Juan went into the bedroom and came back with. No, her needs were simple and few. A comfortable home to live in, to raise her son in. In a safe neighborhood where crime isn’t a major problem. And a kind, gentle, loving man in whose arms she could snuggle every night. Other than that, she didn’t want or need much. Roxanna wasn’t interested in expensive jewelry, designer dresses, or fancy cars. The love of a good husband, a good lover to her and a good dad to her son, were what was truly important in life. The man she marries would have to. And, in my darkest moment of despair, I wished for a moment that Mom had died then, for it was she who was making me come back to Montana and my home... It was already late in the afternoon, and I had almost canceled the trip because of morning sickness. But I couldn't do that to Mom - not after she pleaded with me to come back home. Mom was paralyzed below the waist and had to be helped into and out of bed, and even though she claimed that Dad was very supportive, I couldn't believe that.I saw. She asked about my life and I told her about my husband, my c***dren and the fact that I had never done this sort of thing before. But I did say that what had happened earlier was one of my biggest fantasies. 'I new it!' she declared. She promised me she would show me what to do and I should just enjoy it.She took the wine glass off me and gave me another of the soft kisses while she pulled me up and led me to the bed. Her kisses were very gentle at first, but then probing with her tongue and.