Holly was devastated. She came home sick and caught her husband in bed with another woman. Her marriage wasn’t the happiest but she struggled hard to make it work, even gave up things she loved to keep together. Seeing him in bed fucking a woman, no, someone half his age, that was the final insult. She didn’t say anything. She packed a bag, slammed the door as she left and drove to the nearest motel. Next morning, between sobs, she called an attorney.

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A tiny beam of sunlight peeked through the curtain and tickled Holly’s cheek. She twitched, rolled over and wrapped the blanket tighter against her body, shivering as she relived last over and over again. What was I thinking, she thought? She remembered how his cock slipped in and out of her mouth, her fingers buried deep inside her pussy and that spurt of cum choking her. She rolled over and stared at the ceiling. Why? She couldn’t answer her own question but one thing was certain, she would never go back there again.
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I couldn’t believe I was going home with Amy. I just met her but our photo session was very hot and I must admit, she excited me. Her animation, her raw desire and willingness, aroused me. She bounced down the street, heading to my car, carefree and full of life. I could sense she loved life, loved exposing herself to the world, not caring, never worrying. She lived for the moment and the devil be damned. Frankly, I couldn’t keep my eyes off her jubilance, her sways, her teases. I prayed my asthma wouldn’t slow me down and I was breathing hard.
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