"Stop that," she snapped. "I'm not used to having to wear a robe in my own home; so stop trying to look at me like that or I'll tell your precious Mar...." Sorry," I said.I swear she was smiling as she left the room."Call your lawyer, your cell phone is on the table to your left," she yelledI checked my phone and there were several missed calls from my lawyer, so I called him back."It's good to hear from you," he said. "For a while there, I feared the worst," I wrote Mary the letter explaining my. I reached around with one hand, lifted her up a bit off the table and grabbed her tit. I started to fuck her again while playing with her nipple ring “Mmm Lily. You are so wet. I can tell you love me fucking you.” She gave out a low moan, but I think it was more out of frustration than anything. Letting her fall back to the table, I took a firm hold of her hips and started to thrust into her faster. It hadn’t been that long since I last came in her on the couch, but I was still very horny.. Sherri put her arms around my neck and tugged my head closer to her breasts, mashing my face against her large globes. Every few minutes I swapped tits, intent on giving equal treatment to both. Her soft feminine fragrance filled my nostrils and added to the sexual attack on my brain.While I sucked, I worked my roving hands under her full skirt, slowing tracing her form upward until my hands found her tiny panties. When I pushed them down her legs and let them drop to the floor, she kicked them. In my heart of hearts, I secretly hoped that at least some women gave a damn about us men. Because as a man I’m slowly losing hope. If what Marybeth said was true, then she just might be one of those few decent women I hoped still existed in today’s America. I congratulated her on following her heart and choosing to help people instead of going only after the money. She smiled and shrugged. We looked at each other silently. Marybeth asked me how Ivan was. I shrugged, and told her he was okay..