“Are you completely insane? Rachel and Ross are fictional characters from a TV show! They have nothing in common with us! Trial separation? Nobody s...aid anything to me about a separation, trial or otherwise. It sounded pretty damn permanent when you had the locks changed, Jess, and didn’t let me back in to get my stuff. In fact, as I recall, Tim met me at the door with my own 12 gauge and threatened to fill me with buckshot if I tried to get into my own home. I could have him arrested for that. But the maids were right, it was much too late to back out now… what if she were to just disappear… never to be found again… no disgrace could be had upon her father that way… ‘Lady Gwendolyn, come here and look at these flowers,’ the Queen’s commanding voice interrupted her thoughts and she obeyed. That night it was mournful thoughts of what might had been that filled her head, her slight form silhouetted in the moonlight as she stood at the window. Sighing heavily, her amber eyes were dull as. " Renee gave me a stern look, but jokingly said, "Just remember that he's married". Tom laughed and gave my hand a little squeeze.Once we got into the club Tom got us a table and drinks. I told Renee how great her body looks in her dress. She blushed. I grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the dance floor. When we finished the dance we met Tom at a table nearby. We had a couple more drinks before we headed back out onto the dance floor. We were all dancing together when another man came up. Tom could feel the heat from Homer's huge cock wafting in the car. He wondered why a woman who had access to a prick like that would ever settle for less. But then he figured that she probably used lesser pricks as foreplay and liked to get her husband real excited in the process.Thelma opened his fly.Homer beamed with approval at them. She reached in and hauled Tom's cock out, balls and all, and gazed at his prick appreciatively."What a nice cock," she murmured. "Isn't it lovely, Homer? I.