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“Don’t be sorry. He is a huge dick, and not in a good way. He also has enough money to pay for our house and generous child support, so I am good.” We pulled into her driveway. A modest split-level home in a nice neighborhood. Good place for kids to play. Mrs. B hit the button on the garage door opener and closed it behind us before I could get out of the car. “Nosy neighbors,” she said to no one in particular.

The following two fights went by with little enthusiasm from the audience. Their thirst for blood had been beyond satiated, and now they were simply left sick. Foley withstood his opponent’s attacks as always, waiting for him to tire before opening his defenses and striking back. Saimallah crushed his opponent without touching him, ending the match in seconds.

“I was afraid you were going to say that,” she sighed. “When in Rome, I guess.” I kissed and cuddled her, and we waited. It was worse than she expected, from her pained hiss as it happened, but it was over in only a moment. Plus, I knew just how to make it better! I helped her to her feet and back onto the bed, laying her down and getting between her thighs. God, there was a lot of it! This was the first time I'd ever gotten to taste one of Brucie's entire loads, rather than just tiny bits of it off my fingers, and I dove in eagerly. Daddy wasn't ready to go again yet, so he laid down beside us, he and Mom passionately making out, while he ran his fingers into my hair at the back of my head and held me tightly down into her pussy. God, I loved that! I was happily doing it anyways, but the idea of him making me do it was just so, so hot! She pushed me gently away after the first time I made her cum, so I crawled up and collapsed on her opposite side, snuggling close.