Her second husband kicked her out when he caught her fucking his brother. Her third husband divorced her when he caught her taking my cock up her tigh...t asshole. As promiscuous as she was why did I accept that the baby was mine? Because between the time she spent with her husband and the time she spent with me she had no time for anyone else and her husband had gotten vasectomy years before. Ergo, I'm the daddy.I was overly optimistic when I said the marriage would be over in a year, two at. " Jen stands in the open doorway with one hand on the door and one hand planted on a cocked hip in mock consternation, but the upturned corners of her lips betray a smile. Stepping back, she gestures grandly. "Come in." Jen is tall and athletic, with wide shoulders and hips and wavy shoulder length brown hair currently pulled back in a pony tail. She is well-muscled, toned by time on the elliptical and the rowing machine, and you brush against her body as you step through the doorway. "Best. ..... I wasn’t complaining. In and out of my soaking pussy he went, as hard as he could go. Ripping my top off to free my tits, he pulled and twisted my nipples, getting me more and more aroused. I could feel myself building up, fuck it was so good. Harder and harder with his thrusts, my legs wrapped around his neck, the twisting and pulling on my nipples, it was too much.......ahhhhh......fuck yeah. Yes, it felt so good, exploding all over his hard cock, squirting all over the red carpet, it. “It is indeed the key to the ivory veil.” He reached out a bony finger and touched the stone. “Thank you, my goddess.” Rebecca placed a hand over her womb, imagining she felt an impossible response from the hours-old fetus. The events of that night were so like a fantasy, yet so real. The images. The lovemaking ... The goddess within her.“She is free,” Rebecca answered.The old man reached out to place his hand over hers.“Serepte,” he whispered. He closed his eyes for a moment and smiled. “I.