I pinned down her body with my weight and grabbed her boobs and gripped them tightly (so tightly that my finger marks showed red on those tits) and me...rcilessly fucked her ass, ripping the tiny hole apart. After a full 10 minutes which seemed eternity to her, I cummed violently in her ass also. I removed my dick from the bitch’s ass and forced her to clean it with her mouth.My lust has subsided a bit now and I found her disheveled state, with cum on her body, swollen boobs and nipples due to the. "Dear God, no!" she cried and flung herself down on the couch, her dress rising with her movement to reveal her long, smoothly tapering legs to the lustful gaze of Clay Marsdale.He allowed her to stay that way for a few moments, then went to sit beside her on the couch to soothe her with words of sympathy."Now, now, Mrs. Frampton. I know how you must feel. How shocking it is to find out that your husband has been unfaithful."Then, gently, he raised her up, continuing. "But you must remember. She was in the kitchen creating havoc. Trace was turning into a pretty good cook, but she could dirty six bowls, three forks, a whisk, and four plates just making scrambled eggs.I watched her for a second and didn't have a clue what her finished product was going to be. My stomach growled, reminding me that I hadn't eaten since five o'clock yesterday and then only some nachos. I didn't want to get into Traci's production line, so I snagged a bowl, some milk, and a box of Cocoa Krispies.I was. I had by no means been a hermit, but since my aunty and Beth were helping Ashley (who still had issues with all men, including me) we didn't meet as often as before. Katy did meet them, and somehow those meetings seemed to help both Katy and Ashley. Don't ask me why.Even if I had never been a social butterfly, it was not as difficult as I had feared. I guess running a business had taught me something useful in that sense, but when they started to discuss dating, I burst out that I had not dated.