I peered into the scope. My God. Marylou was on all fours on our bed, being rocked steadily from behind—by Little Hank! The muscles in my neck went ...igid.“Little Hank’s fucking my wife!” I exclaimed.“Of course,” Ma chuckled. “He’s been doing her for awhile.”“What? For how long?”Ma ignored my question and instead posed another.“Why do you think it’s been so easy to sneak up here without raising any suspicions?”“You knew about this?”“Of course,” Ma answered. “You really didn’t suspect?” she. She was oblivious to the world most of the time anyway, a consequence of constant drinking, I suppose. Knowing that Neil was in the house and will probably see me lying in the garden, left me torn between packing up and going to my room or staying out here. I decided I would stay where I was. After all, this was more my home than his. I reached under the lawn chair and pulled out a bottle of sun oil, beginning to apply more grease on my already glistening skin. Then, I closed my eyes and hoped. “Please slow down very sensitive”SLAP“Man shut the fuck up. Yea….who own this Dick. WHO owns it.”“You do” He screamed“That right mother fucker…it all mind.”She licked his face tasting his tears.“Bitch are you crying”“No just got itchy eyes”“Your lying mother fucker. Don’t worry..mama will kiss it and make it all better”She rode faster, digging her nails into him. Her hands went around his neck and squeeze harder choking him. His cock was hard as steal as blood rushed to it. Tomisa was using him. .." struggled the girl."Perhaps not as well as we would have liked," interjected Shanti, "but we found we have a great deal in common. As time goes on I'm sure we'll have lots to share with each other."Again Laura's eyes met those of Shanti, then fell to her plate."Oh dear!" exclaimed Shanti, letting her napkin slide off her lap, "I've dropped my napkin. How clumsy of me." I'll get it," volunteered Jody."No, no, I'll do it," she said, leaning down under the drapes of the tablecloth.Laura knew.
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