At first I was devastated then after and couple of hours of crying and feeling sorry for myself, I got raging angry. I went and grabbed the evidence a...d put it and our wedding album (with all of the pictures I was in destroyed), our marriage license, my wedding ring, and five year anniversary watch she gave me on the kitchen counter next to the refrigerator.I went into our bedroom and packed all the clothes that I had purchased myself and none that she bought for me, then I packed up and left.. He looked down at her, taking in the small, perky breasts with the erect nipples pointing at him. He looked down, saw the curve of her hips, and the freshly shaved pussy that he had thought of so much. Taking one ankle in each hand, he pulled her legs up onto his shoulders, and with one hard thrust, was back inside her, even deeper than before. She moaned and her hips arched off the bed, rising to meet his cock. He started to fuck hard, ramming himself into her with every thrust. Looking down,. So let’s change the subject: why are the Detectives so subdued about Brownlee’s heart attack? I mean, yeah, they’d be subdued if any officer had a heart attack, but it felt… strange.’ ‘I know.’ Cindy said. ‘I’m no psychiatrist, nor am I married to one like you are, but I think people are being forced to deal with their feelings about Brownlee. Everyone hated his guts, but when he went down with a heart attack, that sort of shook them up. They don’t want to be happy or look happy about someone’s. Her eyes grew bigger, questioning.In a second, she was down sucking on it like a lollipop and looking up into my eyes. I couldn’t pull her hair as I’d planned last time. There wasn’t enough to hold. Her long single pearl earrings were dangling freely as I held her face with my palms and rubbed her soft ears with my thumbs.She was warmed up and ready, oozing from her cunt for a fuck. I tried to mount her in one go. But no luck. She was too tight. I bent her on the side of our couch and tried.