Shaking, moaning, climaxing over and over again, throughout her entire visit. In brief moments of rest, I thought about Trent, how he hurt me and end...ed our marriage. I forgot about him when I tasted Wendy’s pussy, when I sucked her breasts, when I licked her everywhere. I forgot about him when she did all those things to me.On her last day, we had sex until I took her to the airport. At the airport, we found a bathroom stall and went at it again. We didn’t care who came in there and heard. "Gwen, tell me what's happened. Did someone do this to you?" Take me home, please. I don't have to answer your questions. If you can't respect that, I'll get back out and call someone else," retorted Gwen hotly. "I'm not going to answer any questions, but to be fair, I won't ask any either. That should make you happy!"Gwen realized that she had to look a mess. Her walk through the woods in the dark had disheveled her and Mort's manhandling had torn her blouse. Somehow, Gwen knew that if she. She was leaving me and this house and didn’t want any reminders of what was. She needed a clean break and wanted nothing from me except half of our meager savings and the equity in the house.I tried to explain that the equity wasn’t much and the savings were only about $7,000 and the equity would be much less than that. “All told you will only get about that much if you’re lucky. Is that all you want is money?” I asked.She responded by, “No, I just want enough to leave here and nothing else.. His gray ponytail was disheveled as ever, but at least he’d given up on the comb-over. ‘Less reminiscing, more working, huh?’ ‘Yes sir,’ Doug managed to say politely. As soon as Mr. Sanborn had returned to the kitchen, Doug grunted ‘Asshole’ under his breath. ‘Always was. Used to hassle us kids about not being so apathetic back in high school, and he knew nothing about what we believed in!’ ‘Is it true what they say about his wife?’ Kelly asked, just above a whisper. ‘Meg? I mean, Mrs. Sanborn,.