I was rubbing my clit furiously, but I needed more."He's going to leave you for me!" she yelled back. "He wants to fuck my tight little hole! He likes... it better than your worn out cunt, you fucking old bitch!" she screamed as my husband fucked her with violent force."Now she's getting into the game," I thought to myself.I sat up in front of her and shouted, "Fuck you, whore! He's MY husband!"She seemed shocked at first, then smiled and snapped back, "He doesn't want you anymore!"Then she got. " I'm glad you feel that way, Jack. I need an ally down at the shop. The way I see it, we can both trust each other, cause we share a secret. My bastard husband thinks he's being cute by offering stock as part of the divorce settlement, thinking I won't be able to do anything with it. But with Justin's twenty percent, I'll be in control with another forty percent. I don't know enough to make that decision, but if you help me understand, maybe we can make something good happen." She leaned to. Nothing was said during the breakfast, and my appetite wasn’t much present today either. After breakfast Judith rushed back to her bedroom, and I helped Katie to clean up.“I’ll talk to her later,” my wife said.“But I think she needs to be alone and think through her actions a while before I talk to her. Why don’t you and I spend the day in the garden today, and do some of the work we planned, and try to make both you and I to think of something else for a couple of hours?”“Yes, I think that. As he caressed her creamy flesh his hand found it’s way beneath her panties and he felt heat assault his hand from somewhere near. He worked his hand up and down and around on Hermione’s ass as she continued to work his cock at a maddeningly slow pace. As his fingers made their way in ever widening circles, Harry suddenly reached a little bit lower and encountered the moist, puffy lips of Hermione’s pussy. A new groan sounded from Hermione’s throat. If it had felt like Harry’s touch contained.