Tom was sitting on a large, flat rock, fishing pole in hand. He wore a pair of jeans, possibly the same ones from yesterday, although who could say, a...d a white t-shirt. His hair was messy, that of a male who has better things to do. Coming up beside him, Zak regarded his face. It was ... good. He felt none of the instant distrust far too many adults seemed to cause. He also saw contentment there. That, too, was rare. His eyes followed the black pole outwards, tracing the path of the almost. And again. And again.It stopped being funny the second time.My son came to me one day and said something very mature. He said, “Dad if you want to divorce Mom, I get it. She’s crazy. She treats you really badly. I won’t blame you if you do, but if you do, can I live with you?”To be honest, I never considered divorce. I think a part of her was trying to push me to divorce her. She was deliberately sabotaging our relationship, pushing me as far as she could possibly push me. She either was. All of this action caused the man next to her tostart to cum & she immediately leaned over & took his load in her mouth.Later she told me his cock wasn't as big, but he just couldn't stopshooting & it was all she could do to take what seamed like 4 big loads insuccession! The man between her legs straightened up & said he was hard asa rock & could he fuck her? She liked that idea so he eased into her andstarted to slowly pump his cock into her cunt. The man on her right hadmoved off, so. Normally I wouldn’t do something like this in front of a girl, but Melody was an exception for one reason. “Mouse here thinks he can score with you Melody. Thoughts?”“No way in hell,” she said it so nonchalantly that I fought to quell the laughter.“What? Why not?”“Maybe if you would’ve let me explain to you why, you wouldn’t be in this situation. For starters, you don’t actually know Melody’s real name. You don’t know why we call her Melody. You don’t know anything about her other then the fact.
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