My plan was to completely forget my fiancée, Jason, who I had caught in the act of fucking my sister in our bed. I haven’t talked to either of the ...ackstabbing cheaters since I left, but I still harbor a desire to lash out at them if given the opportunity. So, after moving here I used my legal contacts to hire a repo man to remove the piano from the house I once shared with Jason. Technically, it belongs to both of us, but I don’t play. He does, and it’s something I know he loves and I know he. Ted and I did go through our do's and don't's, but it was a trial and error process though. Now, we have a phenomenal sex life. After sucking on Jack's cock for a couple minutes, he was ready to pop."Cum on my face," I ordered him."Really?" Jack asked.Before I could even answer, he shot his load all over my face. I could only guess that Mandy found that to be a turn off. I let the cum dry, and then I grabbed onto his cock."So, your mom doesn't like you cumming on her face?" I asked."Nope, not. "I'll get it," my husband said and then opened the door. My heart stopped when I saw him enter our house with a bottle of champagne in his hands. He turned toward me as his eyes just pierced me. His gaze was penetrating, but warm and I found myself smiling. He confidently walked toward me, handed the bottle to my husband, reached forward and took my hand and to my surprise kissed it. As his eyes moved back to my face, “Your husband did not warn me on how beautiful you are”, I blushed like a. ?Ow, fuck,? she cursed as she noticed tiny pinpricks all the way down the sides of the metal. The top was free from pinpricks, thankfully, but a moment of trying to support all her weight on her pussy made her realise that she had to compromise somehow. There was little emotion in her; she was concentrating too much on how to find the least uncomfortable position. The pricks hurt, but did not cut her; the metal top seemed to press most strongly against her clitoris. Her knees began to freeze on.