I leapt up from the sofa, and held my hand out towards her. She accepted and stood in front of me, still holding on to my hand. I pulled her in closer... and placed my other hand on her waist, just above her hip. I placed my face close to hers, noses touching, and stared some more into her eyes. "You're so gorgeous", I told her. She opened her mouth as if she was going to reply, but I couldn't wait any longer. I pulled her in even closer and began to kiss her passionately. I ran my fingertips up. We had a heated argument and I basically told her to fuck off. I had not fucked her for at least the five years as there was always some excuse – the menopause, etc. I went to work came home had supper and went to bed we even had single beds. This pokie business was probably the last straw. She went the next day, she contacted me for a payout half the house and everything, so my solicitor wrote her a very strong letter. Over all my time working as an electrician I had always done cashies which. Slowly we descended thestairs and went in to the kitchen, the dreaded pink highchair stood inthe centre of the room as if it was waiting for me. She coaxed me,aggressively, to pull myself up into it, then dropped the little tabledown, locking me in place."I know you can't wait for your breakfast, can you baby?"I was hungry, the thought of food making me feel hungrier by the second,yet I was nervously apprehensive wondering what disgusting muck wouldshe try to make me eat. She picked up a soft. She would catch some of them close to cumming and shoot the loads in a cup.She told them if she swallowed the cum from that many boys she would get sick. She had a few favorites who would get her head and gag her, shoot a load and she would swallow every drop. They were usually the last ones in, she got those who came quick out of the way first. Then to the bedroom and I would change windows. I wore a dark camouflage head and face cover, to keep from being seen. So I got the up close look at.