"Hey Craig," Jack waved. "Hang on a second."Jack jumped up and walked out to the street. Although in his early 60's, as an ex-military guy, Jack kept ...imself in excellent shape. He had a full head of white hair, cropped short, and piercing eyes that had probably made more than one recruit shit his pants.Keeping his voice low, Jack started, "Interesting afternoon you had, Craig." Look Jack," I began, unsure how to respond. "I, it, uhhh...I don't know what to say." No need to say anything, son. I. How about at your end?" I took care of things at work and at the bank. The boys and I are going to be packing the rest of the day and we will be leaving tomorrow morning." Sounds good brother. Do you need anything?" We are fine, John. By the way I also saw a lawyer. The divorce paper work has been started." Sorry to hear that, but I think we both know that it was coming." They are going to serve the papers the day she gets back. I will be long gone." I guess I will end up having to pick them. And yet, my submissive side welcomed it. I found myself eager to be degraded and sullied this way. My cunt was wet, and I found myself pushing back on him, making the pounding even harder, and hurt more.With each stroke, I made sure I cried in pain, only partly exaggerated, and wondered how long he could last.And, perversely, I found my own recent orgasm had lingered and was now reigniting all over again. I felt hot, and suspected it wouldn’t take much more for me to cum again.Just then he. She smiled and sent him a reply saying thank you and went on about her night.Sometime in the middle of the night, she was awakened by a noise that seemed to be outside her window in the back yard. it was a thump against the outside of her house. she stood up, putting on her robe, trying to see through the dark. she made her way downstairs, and through the kitchen to look out the back door window nothing hmm, she thought. maybe it was in her dreams. she made her way back through the house to be.