Paul and Abigail returned to Texas. Paul still had his little fishing business that needed his care. Abigail had some obligations at the Amarillo hosp...tal that needed to be concluded. She planned on visiting Paul within the next month though. Abigail figured those obligations would be done by the end of January and arrangements made for any future needs at the hospital. She also talked to a realtor about her home. The realtor assured her that she could get a good price for her house and. I think he will do a good job, and the Company can afford him." Chad, you have your accountant's hat on." Quipped Ambrose."I thought that was why you asked me to sit in?" I smiled and so did he. Terry Dax settled it."I think we should listen to Chad. He's given us good advice before and we should accept his advice now, Ambrose." He nodded."Agreed." Terry Dax then changed the topic."Chad, have you given thought to your wife at all?" No." You should you know. I think she is just as much a victim. His cock is almost fully buried in me. I can feel his head almost rubbing against the end of my fuck tunnel. I push back against him. I want him all. I arch my back more, and push against him as far as I can. He groans. Now he holds my waist by 2 hands. He pulls me and starts thrusting harder and deeper. He is now riding me, literally. He bites my neck and I moan. A soft moan I never knew I could produce. Only getting fucked by such a big black cock can get out the feminine horny slut in me.He. "After placing my dishes in the dishwasher, I walked down the hall to thespare room. My dad had decided this was going to be Sarah's room, andwhile it was pretty vacant right now, he hoped to make it feel like agreen room and dressing room combined into one. Right now, it only heldthe wigs.Walking into the room I found my mom holding one of the wigs. It was thesame long blonde with dark highlights, but this one had soft waves andcurls in it. In fact, it looked a lot like my current hair, just.