Her ass, her thighs down to he knees andeven across her stomach and tits where they could reach.There was no rhyme or reason, just a continuous litany...of blows that drove Mary mad with both pain and desire.She squirmed, she bucked, she tried to scream, but heractivities only drove the others into a deeper lust.Finally, they all stopped to catch their breath.Mary’s body felt like it was on fire from the stingingthat she felt everywhere. As her husband ran his handover her body, she could. "It's a lie," she spat at me, "a filthy, damnable lie. Only his enemies suggested he was taking bribes and kickbacks. I've asked him. He'd never do such things, never. And he loves me in his odd way. You're just trying to get between my legs again, you filthy brute."That was true, but I had other motives as well. Despite my warning, she took my list, said, "Wait here," and stalked into her haughty husband's library. I stood by the door and waited for the explosion or a call for help.The first. We also talked about the work at Robotix, and what they’d done there.Lisa then dropped her bomb, much the way Marcia had a few months earlier. “I feel much better than I did last night. Ashley can go back to your bed tonight. I won’t need someone with me.”I sat stupefied at her comment, and she smirked back at me.Lisa said softly, “A mother knows. This mother is glad.” She teared up again. “Maybe someday I’ll meet a guy as nice as you, but for a while I’m off the circuit. I need to rethink my. . and I think that we should get married." And that was it. No heat, no passion, no roses or violins, no down on one knee, just a simple statement followed by an opinion.She stared up at him, her eyes moist but refusing to cry."I love you too ... and I think that we should move in together," she countered.He frowned down at her. "What? No! Absolutely not! I refuse to disrespect you like that!" Do you think that the whole neighbourhood isn't aware of the fact that we're sleeping together?" she.