I was waiting for Tina to yell ‘stop!’ or scream in pain, but she didn’t. Sooner than I thought possible, it looked like Jason had his entire le...ngth buried in my wife. She had taken it all! They laid still together, for a few minutes, then after a few more moments of slow thrusting, Jason began to pound that big dick in and out of my wife’s cunt with all of his energy. He lifted his hips away, until he was almost out, and then slammed back down into her. I could hear her wet cunt slurping. When you know you’ve defeated your opponent. We can go through the motions well enough and still retain that kernel of knowledge that while the other person gets what they want on one level, but they don’t get the satisfaction of “winning.” Such had become the relationship with my exwife. While compliant on some things, she was defiant about giving me the satisfaction of winning. At anything. She had to go one step further than me to be sure that she came out on top. Me, I took just as. Tyaa divashee jevhaa mee tumchaa padara dhalalelaa pahile v tumche mee pahile tevhaa malaa kase taree jhaale. Tyaa vara tejasacee aaee mhanaalee, tumache kaaya pahilesa te purn saamga malaa ghaan ghaana aikaayalaa khupa aavade. Tevhaa mee laajata mhanaalo tumche baa~mla baghitale, braa madhe tevhaa kase taree jhaale. Teene parat vicaarale, kase taree mhanaje kaay, bola naa sapasht, maajhe braa madhuna baa~Mla baghun tujhaa lavadaa taatalaa, honaa? Mee maana haalavalee. Malaa hee kase taree hote. His hair was done up in a chic hairdo. And Martin could make out the he had makeup on. "So he likes to be a she," Martin thought as he continued to look. His neighbor was leaning against the balcony rail, then turned and froze when he saw Martin staring at him. Then he just smiled, gave a short wave. At first Martin didn't react then realized he was being acknowledged, came out of his stare and slightly raised his glass back. Then they both went inside. Later, lying in bed, Martin couldn't.