I turned her towards the water where I rinsed out her hair and then rinsed her body. She was all squeaky clean. I switched places with her and finishe... cleaning my body. She was nice enough to wash my back for me. Teamwork is a good thing.We dried off and I poured the coffee. I took over the sink area first to blow-dry my hair and then shave. She sat on the counter and watched. The trouble with long-term relationships was that couples lose the desire to spend that type of quality time. The way she was gripping the sheets I could tell she had at least one orgasm. He moved up between her legs but from the angle of the camera I couldn't actually see his cock going in her. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he fucked her had and fast. He was quite a stud he fucked her non stop for over twenty minutes. Then he laid down on top of her as they kissed. He stood up facing her , his ass again facing the camera . After a short talk he turned to walk away, his cock hung from his body. Fear and pain, yes, but never hatred." You are different, my darling Jane. So wonderfully different. It's as if you sensed and understood my trauma and made allowances for that. I didn't see why that was but now I realize it's because not only did you have a very strong feminine side deep inside you yearning to express itself, but that you loved me! I know it's not nearly enough to say this, but I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry."She too was sobbing now. She held me tightly; we rocked gently. He loved the business he ran so much that his own Consigliere was once his most cherished whores.He sat looking at those gathered in his office. His Underboss, a beautiful woman called Paulina, sat in front of him in a low cut business suit that showed off her cleavage but at the same time meant she was all class. She was in her mid-fortiesBehind her stood two men in dark suits. They were men not to be trifled with. The first was Emilio Milano, he was from the old country. He had fought in many.