As we sat at home, Sara was totally unaware that anything untoward had even happened. She sat on the sofa innocently having a late night coffee, and I...knew her pussy was full of cum from the man, that I hated most in the entire world. I decided I couldn’t live with this bastard having had my wife. I needed to get to him and make him forget. I made an appointment to see him in his office, and turned up at the appointed time. I was kept waiting for thirty minutes sat on a chair outside his door.. I moved my hands to her hips to give me more leverage to my thrusts into her. Her moaning became more and more louder and shrill with each thrust. Her rotating hips sent me into spasms of pleasure induced moans. “Ooooh, OOOOH!, OOOH!, YES!, AGAIN!, AGAIN!, AGAIN!, OOOOO OOOOOOH!” she moaned. I could feel my penis swell even larger inside her. I didn’t know whether her silken layers could handle me.I moved my hands away from her hips and put them onto the bed headboard and i plunged harder and. I talked to a lawyer today and will explain what we talked about." We have had a lot of good years together. I can't just throw you out and give you nothing. There's times I feel like it, just throw your ass out, and say take that slut! Go whore yourself and make a living. I'm just not made like that Marsha."Here is what I propose:"For now I am getting a separation agreement. You can live here with our sons. They need a home and a mother, even though you feel you don't get the attention you. It was shaped in such a way that once it was in it stayed there. I groaned as she pushed it in. Then she went again to the cupboard and took out a blindfold, which she put on Barbara, and a dildo. She greased that up and began to work it into Barbara’s pussy. She moaned and I could tell she was enjoying it. But things were about to take a dramatic turn.Mistress Zelda walked to the door and opened it. Three guys walked into the room. They were naked. They bowed to the Mistress. Obviously they.