.." She shrieked, trying to pull herself together."You have nothing to say to me you lying bitch!" I said, with all the venom I could muster. "I worsh...pped the ground you walked on and this is how you repay me. We're finished. You are no longer my wife. Look at me." She couldn't raise her head. I grabbed by her hair and forced her to look at me."What do you see, you fucking whore? Do you see the eyes of the man that loved you? They're the eyes of a dead man. You killed my heart and soul. Uncle Julius made sure that we were all versed in politics and I did actually read a newspaper on occasion. I didn't know how stupid she thought I was but I hoped I'd surprise her."Do you dance?" she asked suddenly."Oh we square dance up at the holler..." I started but her look stopped that."Not cute. I will ask again, do you dance?" Yeah. I mean formal stuff. I was — ok, don't laugh — I was on my high school Ballroom Dance Team." My Gold Cup high school team to be exact.Her look changed to one. But those sad thoughts are only a brief flash of dark in a world of light as Josh worked my body with his fingers, driving me up the wall with need. I cried for him to fuck me. I begged him to use me in a desperate voice I hardly recognized as coming from me.I felt him moving on the bed. But he didn't climb up over me and fill me with his fat cock. Not yet. Better yet, he spread my legs apart and stretched out between them. When I felt his warm breath on my pussy again I cried out, "YES! Oh god. Ben slipped it into my rosebud, poked in and out, and I squirted, coming harder than I’d ever done in my life. As I sprayed him with my fluids, I felt him unleash his load. One, two, three large spurts washed and flowed around my pussy. I thought he’d finished, only to feel him thrust and spasm one last time, producing another stream of thick cream.He lay on top, sliding his hands under me and pulling me into an embrace. We seemed to stay like that for ever but, eventually, he let go of me and.
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