Let's do it."While she made a nice breakfast and she filled me in on the final discussion with her parents. Seemed that she had respected them, didn't...argue, validated their feelings about her divorce, and left with everyone feeling comfortable. She saw it as a successful reconciliation."I resented my mother's demanding that I marry Blair. Then, I realized that I said the 'I do' at the altar. So, I shared the blame. She had focused me too much on the financial aspects of the marriage and not. I don't know why Guys like fight over a girl or gal the want to pound some Hot Wet, Tight, Hole real bad like a Bull. Wait a minute, I got to thinking, I am a guy in girl xxxy cothing. I got up told them all lets settle down, I was fresh fucked, Don his BBC, I was still Letting Daddy Rick up and my big load in his belly, he shot all over the sheets, He got up told me to clean up his mess, he made. Face down in his big load, Some one gave Rick the paddle, My BB was the target He told me see. Something different was happening, something incredibly painful, something to her left tit, something exquisitely painful.Then, quiet again.But then Samantha moaned deeply and twisted her body so that even more of her right tit was at the mercy of the mystery in the next booth. Again the look on her face was of torture, exquisite tit torture. What was he doing to her tits?Then, suddenly, she was humping the wall. Or, more specifically, she was humping the big hole in the wall. Looking down, I. My wife was quite drunk but seemed to be enjoying every single movement. Kim was back to sucking this guy's cock while he was finger fucking my wife with deep thrusts. This lasted for about a minute when Kim told my wife, “It’s time for some fucking!” Kim had the guy sit on a kitchen chair as she undressed. At least she was going to do the fucking and not my wife. Before Kim could get undressed my wife quickly sat down on his cock. She didn’t move, just sat there moving her hips back and.