All at once the word had come to her for what she was feeling. Fear. Fresh, new fear, the first ever felt by one of her kind. She had buried her face...against her husband, felt his arms take her in and his hands, so strong yet so soft run down her hair and back. She could feel the fear coming from him as well, but he still held her, gently petting her, and as he did she could smell the good smells of his body. The sweet aroma of his unpolluted sweat made her feel at peace. Then they had stepped. I didn't quite run to be 'hiding' behind Julia for when Chloe arrived, but I did rush up to Julia and put my arm around her."That bad?" asked Julia."Impossible. She's insane. I don't want to put up with her crap any more." I could hear her shoes running down the stairs (she hadn't even removed those)."Get rid of her forever?" Yes please."Julia called out, "In the kitchen, Chloe!"Chloe came running in, skidding to a halt when she saw so many people.Julia looked at Chloe for a second or two, then. All the rumors and talk he had heard about Mrs. Walter Harris were coming undone now that he was learning more about her.The talk about her being a conceited, stuck-up bitch was proving to be untrue. She was proving to be quite passionate and very sexy for the right man. And Rick was starting to warm to the idea of being that man!Kiana ran her fingertips over the bulge and then her palm feeling the hardness and size of whatever was causing the distension. She looked up at him and bit her bottom. It was the hard-faced bitch (daughter in laws mother) wishing me a safe journey and telling me even though her arse hole still felt stretched out from this morning’s workout; she could do another round. It reminded me that morning I woke with the feeling of not being alone in a strange room on a strange bed, with competition for the duvet from a snoring flat chested hard faced bitch, who had joined me for a couple of drinks in my hotel and then taken my cock deep into her cunt. Falling out of.