He told me that Mike had apparently broken up with Rachel right here in the club a mere couple hours ago. And on the day before Valentine’s Day no l...ess. I probably shouldn’t have been so happy about it, but the first thought that crossed through my dirty little mind was that this was it! This was my first and perhaps best chance to finally hook up with Rachel. It wasn’t more than a fraction of a second before I was making my way back across the club and over to Rachel’s table. I sat down next. All the years that most of them have left and the shit they get to do. Oh Well, that’s all you can say. The anger I talked about a moment ago is only one type of anger I feel. I get pissed when store clerks hurry up and end a conversation because they think I’m retarded when my Aphasia acts up. What’s funny is at the rate it’s going in a year or three unless something happens they won’t be wrong.Then there’s the slow burn anger that I feel at my body for betraying me that sometimes flares into. His hand drifted between her legs, “God baby, you’re so wet!” He admired, “Don’t worry, I’ll sort you out.” He turned her around, so that she was leant over facing the window, her hands resting on the sill. “But Scott, what about the neighbours?!” She cried. He just laughed and said “Come on baby, you’re such a little slut. Let him watch!” He stood behind her and rubbed her dripping slit, dipping first one, then two fingers inside her tight hole. Claire gave in to his expert fingers,. He started to pick up the pace and now my wife was ready to cum she was moaning so loud and pulling him as deep as she could. he couldn’t last any longer himself when i saw his ass flex and he buried his cock as deep as he could pulsating his sperm in her. I was surprised she let him unload in her but was so aroused by the whole thing i didn’t say anything either. After him laying there for a minute with his cock still buried in her recovering from his orgasim he slowly started to get up and.