Costumed guestswere climbing out of other cars. Jenny came over tomy side and opened to door. She gently eased me outof the car on onto the ground.I s...ruggled a bit as we walked up to the building.The parking lot was uneven and slanted uphill. For awoman who had just been introduce to heels a few shortweeks ago, making my way uphill in the four-inch heelswas quite a test. I eventually passed the test, andwe reached the door. Jenny pulled out two tickets,and we were motioned in.As we walked into. ”Amy sniffled and nodded. “Are you seeing someone else, mum?”Liz nodded. “Yes, I spent the night with someone else last night, and I hope to continue to see him for the foreseeable future.”“Won’t it be awkward, you know, you bringing someone home at night and me and dad...?”“He has his own home so I will be staying over with him when we do meet up.”Amy thought for a few moments and then gave her mum a hug and said sorry once again before telling her that she hoped we will soon get back. I felt like I had the weight of the world on my shoulders. Lately, things have been hellish with my beloved wife Mary Anne. My Jamaican honey has become a domestic tyrant. What happened? Oh, I wonder the same thing myself. You see, at some point, my wife Mary Anne changed from the carefree and lovely gal I met during my freshman year at Bay State College into something that would scare the Devil himself. Things used to be different. Mary Anne used to be fun. My wife changed after giving birth. When she came at last, I still didn't stop either the buggering or the manipulation of her most sensitive parts. I simply continued thrusting in and out of her backdoor, while now fingering her pussy. She turned pink all over her body, as she became more excited from the combination of my cock and my fingers.I was so busy pounding her rear end that I didn't hear the door open, or for that matter the entry of another person. I didn't have any idea what was about to happen until balls felt a.