Even on the drive home she talked at me about everything I was doing wrong. As soon as we got home I ran to my room and closed the door. I knew I fuck...ed up and I didn't need her yelling at me. I hadn't had sex in almost a month and it's been over six weeks since my last joint and I really could use one. I opened my window and lit a Kool cigarette.I was angry. Angry at myself but more angry at Rachael. Pulling my clothes off I stared between my legs at the source of my problems. "Why are you. "Eric chimed in what I was thinking. "Once a cheater, always a cheater?"Mr. Bigshot spread out his hands, palm up. "Nothing is absolute, but infidelity is a close second to the main cause of divorce, which is money." I swear that is NOT going to happen to me" I said through gritted teeth."Swear all you like Mark," Mr. Big replied. "Swearing is the compromise between running away and fighting." Fuck!" I said under my breath."Is it cheaper to keep her?" Mr. Big asked philosophically.. He puts just the tip in her and holds it there. She tries to push back but he holds her still. Just as she looks back at him, he shoves hard into her and holds it there. She winces slightly but loves the painful sensation.Finally he pulls out of her and spins her around to face him. She gives him a long wet kiss. Pulling away from him, she tells him to lay down on the couch. John does as he's told and Kate climbs up on top of him, in a 69 position. She puts her wet pussy in his face and tells. Her nails were completely buried inside my back. I remained in that position so that her body could adjust to the foreign onslaught. She took out her nails from my back pulling with it some of my flesh too. She then moved her face from over my shoulders and brought it in front mine. I could clearly see there were some tear drops on her cheeks. She then caught my cheeks with her hand and gave me a very soft kiss on my lips. I knew she was ready for my movements. I began thrusting my dick in and.