"My wife of 24 years goes away for three days and winds up in bed with some goddamn home-wrecking pinhead. Then she comes home and tells me she's divo...rcing me because it's the best thing for me. How the hell can I be okay?"By the time I finished my rant, I had tears trickling down my cheeks. I felt really embarrassed and turned and walked back into the kitchen and sat down with my head in my hands, trying to regain my composure.Judy came up behind me and gently rubbed my shoulders. Neither of. I didn’t want to hurt her, so I paused, but she urged me on, saying that it would be worth it, and not to worry about her. Slowly I pressed myself and slowly her pussy lips opened, and then as I pushed a little further, I felt a very distinct ridge as my penis moved in, no more than an inch inside. The closest feeling that I could think of was that first feeling of resistance that you feel as you push and pop through the ring of muscle at the anus. But this was no anus, this was a glorious. And see for herself that her son was sliding his hand up and down his thick cock, and or Jennifer to know that all these years her son Jon had been drooling over the thought of her, of her pussy, of her getting fucked by every guy in town. Know that her son Jon had licked every inch of her dildos and that he’d pray each time that they might still be slick with her pussy or streaked with her anus. All these thought over came Jon as he sat in the bathroom, sat in a warm but cooling puddle of his. I rolled on my back and Jenny went back into the waterAS she came back out of the water it seemed something was wrong; she was staring past me, she had a troubled look on her face.AS I turned to see what she was looking at, I noticed a young couple walking towards us. They were carrying a cooler and had blankets.Much to our surprise, they spread out their blanket close to ours. Jennifer kept looking at them“Hi” the girl said, I’m Lisa”“Uh Hi, I’m Jennifer, this is my husband Derek”“I’m.