As much as it pained me, I tore myself away from my new wardrobe, sat at the table in the great room, and began the arduous task of completing my fina...nce paper. Several times I looked over at James as he sat on the couch pouring through his stacks of papers. On a couple of occasions, our eyes met and we’d take a few seconds to smile at each other before returning to our work. I marveled at how easily he put me at ease.After completing my paper, I stood up and walked over to the couch and sat. Her reaction was nearly as marked as for the original card.I loved Margaret. She loved me. Every year I gave her a Valentine Card in person. Every year she reacted as if I had given her something special, but they were only cheap basic cards. My words were the same each year, a reminder of how special Margaret was for me. The c***dren found it amusing when they were young, and endearing when they were old enough to appreciate how much their parents loved each other that a simple card could. He was so excited he agreed to everything. I drop my pants and bend over his dresser and I demand that he gets on his knees and bury his face in my ass but do not and I repeat do not lick it. He does this and I start grinding my asshole all over his face. I mean rubbing it on his lips, nose, eyes, his entire face. My God it felt so good. I finally tell him to bury his tongue as deep as he can into my tight little asshole. As he does this I start bouncing back and forth forcing his tounge deeper. It's your turn now. Fuck me."Just as Carrie had done, Phyllis slammed her cock in to the hilt. She grabbed Josh's hips and began her own rhythm, her own style of ass fucking. She would pull her cock all the way out and then slam it right back in all the way. Over and over she assaulted Josh's ass in this manner. She reached down and turned on the dual remotes to high speed. Josh was moaning as his head flailed from side to side. Instead of using Josh's cock for leverage, she grabbed his ball.