C. Sometimes she looked at her marriage as an old house—it still stands but you can see it is slowly falling apart. Paint slowly peels off, a few cr...acks here and there, some roof tiles are missing and weeds grow from under the deck that you simply let grow. Why would you bother? After their eighteen-year-old son left the house to go to college, the decline seemed to have gone faster. She did notice, throughout her marriage, that Mark changed. From being an athletic type in his teens he changed. Page 7. I called out to her, 'Sarah, it is Sarah, isn't it? It's a bit embarrassing but there doesn't seem to be any toilet paper.' 'Oh there should be. Right there.' 'Where?' 'Right there, to the left.' There was lots, like three extra rolls, plus the one hanging, enough for the biggest of shits. 'I still don't see it.' 'Hold on a sec. I could have sworn. I'll get one.' I could hear her rustling through some stuff and she came to outside. After a little bit of finger fucking he kept his dick on my ass and gave a push.My ass started paining. And I shouted “aaahhhhhh…..sss slowly.” He took it out. And then again gave a push . this time it hurted even more. But I closed my eyes and tried to bear the pain. Tears rolled doen my cheek but I did’nt said a word.And started moaning like a bitch. Shekher had inserted almost half of his dick in me. He suddenly took all of it out from my ass. And then suddenly in a single push his 6.5. Her right hand slowly slipped down her soapy body as she continued to twist and massage her now rock hard nipples with her left. Her right hand slid down stomach and below her hips before finding her clit. Lia leaned up against the wall, aiming the shower head so that it sprayed directly onto her most delicate area. She slowly began rubbing her clit as the water pounded down on her. She writhed against the wall, stifled moans escaping her lips as the water pounded her, masking the sex.