When you folded your arms under your breasts, no one could have accused you of pushing them slightly forward but you did. You continued to make the mo...t casual of conversation. With your arms folded under your breasts like that, somehow or other, your thumb started to move, almost unnoticeably, across your nipple. I got hard as soon as that nipple did. It wasn’t hard to see when it began poking through the thin material of your camisole and blouse. My hand slid between your arms and your. ‘You want a what?’ replied Noella. ‘A divorce. I want a divorce.’ ‘Why you fucking shit!’ Noella exploded and whipped her hand to catch him with a full blown slap across his cheek. The cracking sound of the contact echoed across the kitchen. Damien wheeled backwards from the surprise and venom of the blow. ‘You fucking prick! You fucking , fucking prick! My you have some nerve!’ Noella was gaining voice now, as anger exploded through her body. Damien quickly retreated, grabbing for his keys and. I pulled out all the stops, licking and sucking as best I could and within moments she began moaning and writhing her hips. "Oh god, I so miss you doing that. Oh god, I'm gonna cum all over you face. Keep licking that pussy...I'm cumming!" I kept licking as her juices flowed out of her, her musk driving me wild. I had forgotten how good she tasted and I lapped up every bit of what she gave me. I kept going on her for a few moments with her screaming and moaning the entire time until I could. "I bet you're wondering what's going on, aren't you?" She said.I just nodded my head, trying to keep Becca in focus through the tears."I've lived with you for two years. I've done everything for you. Imade you think that I was the perfect woman. I did your laundry, Iwashed the dishes, I mowed the yard. I put up with your alcoholism andyour abuse. And for what? You never had any intention of marrying me,did you? I got with you for your money, but without marrying me, Ican't get it. So a few of.