Maybe he shouldn’t have told us all your little secrets. That way I wouldn’t know you love it up your tiny little asshole”.Jacqui revealed in he...ring herself talked to this way, she loved to use and hear herself spoken to or about in that way during sex and it just made her want it more.“Fuck that prick, if didn’t want it used he shouldn’t have mentioned it.”Evan spalled her ass, slapped it hard enough to leave red marks on her flesh.Jacqui’s mind raced. Yes she loved anal, her husband was. Being able to read her mind meant I knew exactly what it was she wanted, I switched my finger to my knuckles and grinded them up and down which caused her to squeal with pleasure. I pulled the underwear off, some of her wetness came with it in strands. Removing the thong revealed her bald pussy; I’d seen enough porn to know my way around this area. She had big lips that were now dripping wet; I pressed my face into them and pressed my tongue in between then running it up to the top and lapping. I didn't even know her real name, since it seemed fairly obvious that it wouldn't say Shelly on her birth certificate. She didn't even have one of those, or if she did, it had to be fake. Like pretending to have a daughter every fifty years so she could leave her winery to herself when she didn't die?"Nope!" Shelly decided. "We have to tell her, Bobby. I don't want to live a lie and I'm not going to lose you." Well..." I sighed, but that was all.Like every discussion we'd ever had, argument. "Hiya, Charlene," said the cool, deep male voice of her new neighbor in the building. His name was Tim, and his voice fit his looks: tall, strongly built, sandy-blond hair and rugged features. He was three years older than she was, but they'd gotten along well from the start."Hello, Tim," she answered, keeping her voice calm. She'd run into him in the elevator the day after the incident with Derek, returning his smile with her own. He'd explained he was new in the neighborhood. His family had.