Her husband was in an affair with another woman and things were not so alright. So one day we planned to meet. We met in a coffee shop nearby her plac... and talked for hours. We discussed how weird we used to be in the past. Discussed my girls and how I have become handsome from an ugly looking dude and we laughed over it.She talked about her husband and the divorce which was almost finalized and she looked relieved after this divorce. We didn’t discuss much sex, just talked about how it is also. And I was just letting him do it, like I was some kind of doll, but there wasnt much I could do. Even the fabric of the mattress was tingling in my skin. I couldnt lie to myself that way, I was loving it, I was loving his rough and huge hand passing over my body. Then he bent my knees, lifting my arse up to the air, pulled my panties down then ripped them off. I felt his fingers spreading me apart a little and I cried out as his big tongue reached my pristine pussy. Aaaaaaaooooaahhhh! I groaned. Mrs. O then released my cock and switched back to Ryan’s. Mrs. O even gave both of our dicks a deep throating. She was really working our cocks, until she came up for air and announce that she wants our cocks both in her pussy and ass.We quickly went to the couch and got into position. I took the bottom and allowed Mrs. O to lay on top of me. I had her facing upward and I aligned my cock to slide right into her ass.“Oh shit! This is the first time I had a cock in my ass in a few years,” Mrs. O. Her husband even had the gall to blame Brianna Rawlings for Ben's injuries! Sharon was incredulous then, and she was equally so now, but when she pictured the poor girl, bruised and damaged herself, yet pleading to see the boy who saved her life, she felt some of her vitriol fade away. What if Ben HADN'T gone over that day? Would it have been Brianna's body driven to morgue instead of that ... vile Tyson Merrill?She felt only a tinge of guilt for thinking ill of the dead, but that was quickly.