’ Brandi laughed, ‘But we really do have to get going Ange, it’s getting late.’ Vic pushed Angie toward Brandi, ‘Go before I drag you off to...my room.’ ‘And that would be bad because…’ Angie asked with a little grin. Vic moaned in frustration, ‘Look this is hard enough..’ ‘I know how hard it is baby, I felt it.’ ‘Geez louise, enough already.’ Vic said in exasperation. ‘Can I have one more kiss before I go?’ Angie asked. Vic took a deep breath, knowing full well that this girl could be the end. Just seeing the state of the older woman’s cunt was enough to spark off Loraine’s arousal anew. The temporary relief she had enjoyed in her aching, needy cunt returned with a vengeance but this time it was to the bound sex god across the room that she turned... She was glad she had granted the horny older slut early release from her bonds for good behavior, but she changed her mind. On second thought however, she changed her mind and rescinded her earlier decision after she realized just how. I walked to her house and knocked on the door. Angie answered wearing a sleek, black satin dress that ended mid-thigh and had a low plunging neckline to show off her ample cleavage. The material clung to her like a second skin. I whistled. "Wow Ms. Angie, you look great. What's the occasion?" "I've got a date. We're going to that fancy place over on Third avenue." She straightend the dress and pulled it down a little. "Do I really look okay?" "Hell yeah, you do." I dropped the cigarette. Whichever way we do it, one of us is out on a limb. Right?" Yeah, I guess. So?" Anthony had another idea, what if we gave each other contracts." I thought marriage was a contract." It is, but actually, according to Anthony anyway, it's a crappy contract. If one of the parties breaks the rules the contract doesn't count for anything. Back in the day, and in some parts of the world you can sue someone who breaks up your marriage, but, if, for example, I ran off with Anthony, there's not a lot you.