You took my life and made it your own.You robbed me and raped me and then you were gone.But I've risen again, like a Phoenix from fire.And now I have ...triumphed where you hoped to aspire.I played your game, I swam through your mire,I've won in the end, you despicable liar.Rambo looked thoughtful when I was done."The tunes great but the lyrics are a little brutal," he said."Brutal's what we do, 'Bo," Jesse laughed. "I think you're getting softin your old age. I liked it." I'm not saying I didn't. She slowly allowed it to fall down her legs, showcasing her perfect legs in black pantyhose. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, as my mother just as slowly sucked my cock. The two working together had me in fits: a striptease by my fantasy older woman while my other fantasy woman, Mom, sucked my cock. It was completely enthralling. Soon Miranda was only in pantyhose and a bra. I noticed she was not wearing panties. Seeing me notice her lack of underwear, she smiled. "I haven’t worn panties since. She kept her legs entwined to try to not flash her twat. The room was mostly older folks but the eyes of all of the men were on her. Of course, it was a buffet, so we had to go get our food. Tom and I insisted that Kelly get her own plate. It was fun watching the men ogle and the women glare! We even asked her to make a couple of runs for Tom and me. Of course, she could have said no. Of course, she didn’t and made the extra trips.After brunch, we said goodbye to Tom in the lobby. Kelly had to. Mark smiled at me, pulled me in close and whispered, ”Does it turn you on to hear the orgasm that Cora is having on your husband's cock?“All I could do was bite my lip and nod my head. It was a real turn on to know that the man I was married to could have that effect on another woman. I also felt a pang of jealousy. My man was probably getting to taste Cora first hand and I knew just how good it was. Mark and I did a few shots, then he excused himself to the bathroom. When he did I went to.