She slowly played with my aching cock for what seemed like an age. Then slowly she removed the covers, the cold air hitting my chest and the end of my... cock was a real turn on. She moved herself down the bed, I didn't know what she was doing. I didn't want to lift my head up in case she knew I was awake. I lay motionless. Still softly moaning and groaning.Then i felt the warmth and wetness of her mouth around my cock. She sucked my cock extremely slowly, probably careful to not wake me, she took. OK. Without me talking of kids, then.”“It’s just...”“You’re pregnant?”“No,” I let out a sigh. I was becoming a little too broody for my own good. “Unfortunately not.”“Please. Forgive me for always going on about motherhood. You’re still young. Enjoy yourself, there’s no rush. I used be young and fun like you.”“To be honest, I would like to be back home with John.”“What?” Monica arched her trimmed eyebrows in mock shock. “Maybe you’re not as young as you look.” She offered me a glass. “Now, I. He moved around and took off the 5” fuck me heels and set them down next to the robe and corset, all that yet adorned her were the now crotchless panties that hung uselessly from her hips. His master nodded and he tore them from her as well. Her alabaster flesh glowing in the faint light as Alfonse lifted her along his shaft and drove her back onto it; she quivered as arousal overtook her yet again. James stepped back as he deemed to be proper whilst his master reveled in fucking his queen. " What about our loans, savings and everything else?" I asked."All taken care of. I split the savings and paid off the joint credit cards. You still owe on the ones with your name only on it. I took the CD savings. You have the equity of the home. You can either sell it or live here," she said."Damn! You've been planning this for the last eight years, haven't you?" Yes, I hated what you did to me. I was a good wife to you but you just had to go screw around. I didn't know love could turn to.