She had gone through marriage, two children, a burgeoning business, and finally divorce. Unfortunately, her ex had run afoul of some guys that don’t... play nice. One night they came to their door with baseball bats looking for her husband. That was enough for her. Since divorce she had a few relationships, but nothing worth remembering the week after.The local papers had been full of ads for weeks announcing the grand opening of a brand new “exclusive” nightclub aimed at the thirty-plus crowd. No. I finally released Antonio’s cock from my clutches and pulled his cock slowly from my mouth and I whispered to him to put it in, put it in. I was almost afraid to look at my husband but I mustered up the courage, looked at him and he whispered in my ear. “Let yourself go, fuck him, let him fuck you hard, it’s okay.” Antonio slide around and within a split second his cock split my pussy lips and was inside of me. I exploded again and again. I could actually feel the head of Antonio’s young cock. “You’ll know more when we’re inside. I’ll go first, then you, then Kei followed by Selina and Arlene. Kayla will be last. Take your time working your way through the crack. With the way it angles down the wall, and with the wall’s thickness, it can be a hassle squeezing through, so be careful and don’t fall and hurt yourselves. But you’ll catch on.”Moments later, the group was inside and Tosha was making all the usual exclamations about the oddity of the columns and the reflections.Arlene. If there was one thing Mary was certain of; it was the fact her working parents fully expected her to be gainfully employed as soon as this last day of summer ended. The hints were all there for her to assimilate and gnaw upon.No free rides for Mary Costello.The Sunday newspaper had all kinds of jobs listed that seemed either beneath her consideration or too technical for her to even understand what the employer was looking for. Her grades in Saint Agnes were not the best. She was a "B" student.