I work it in and out, preparing you for your lord commander. Unable to resist, I reach out and run a hand over your wet, glistening pussy.You look bac...k in time to see me put my hand to mouth and lick the wetness from all my fingers before I slide my cock back into your pussy.My cock now wet, I slide out and slowly pull my thumb from your ass. grabbing my cock, I apply pressure to your tight brown hole, it slowly opens to accept me. Inch by inch you accept me.With every inch of my cock now. “Shake them out first! Why do you think she wanted you doing this on the back porch in the first place?”“Oh,” I said. “You’re making me nervous, that’s all.” I shook the grass off of my clothes and wadded them back up.“Good,” she said, turning around. She looked over her shoulder. “You’ve been making me feel really nervous lately too.”I took a shower and, out of habit, just wore clean underwear to raid the fridge in. I intended to take a nap of my own. I was lying on my bed, staring at the. “I told you, I own the place.”He chuckled. “I was speaking with Dickson -- our attorney back in Pittsburgh. Pennsylvania divorce laws are quirky. He told me that, since Stephanie and I are filing jointly, we can have it wrapped up in ninety days. If either of us had filed singly, we would need to have been legally separated for two years. So, if I had wanted to make it miserable for Steph -- I sure could have.”“But, you didn’t ... because you’re a decent human being,” she replied.“And, because. Kristen was doing all she could not to throw up. She swallowed once, but her gag reflex nearly kicked in. she started to cough. ?Don’t you dare spit it out, bitch.? Kristen suppressed the urge to throw up. It took several more swallows. While she managed to keep it down, she could not fake the expression of disgust that washed over her face. That expression seemed to give Robert satisfaction.He let go of her hair. ?I guess you earned that meal. Eat up.? He kicked the silver bowl of food in.