A Revenge Fuck Part 2

"Oh yes, Lord you is a freaky girl!"

I could not believe where we went. I didn't see it coming- the thought hadn't even come close to occurring to me. I figured on a friend's house or a hotel. When my ex-wife lost our house and they had separated for a bit, she got herself together again, and moved into a quaint town house. It was where we parked.

I pretended not to know what I knew about the place, and let him tell me what he wanted me to think.

"This is my little place on the side I keep for luscious kittens like yourself babe." he stopped the SUV and came around, opening the door for me. "What do you think?"

"It seems nice, quaint, how do you fit your big fat cock in it?" I asked eyeing him from around the shades' edge.

"Like all things bitch, slow and hard." he grinned showing his ghetto gold teeth, "With a push."

I cooed properly and swayed as I walked ahead of him to the door, where I didn't have to wait long for him to open it for me.

The inside was quaint, there was more furniture than what Frankie had, but clearly not much else. Both he and my ex-wife were on a road of recovery. Still, the house echoed her stamp, her footprint, the potpourri, the candles, all her. Derek took me in his arms from behind and kissed my neck, "What do you want the tour?"

"So long as it ends in the bedroom." I reached around and gripped the back of his head with my hand and turned my face to his. Our lips locked. His thick fatty ones, and mine in a pout, forcefully exchanging tongues and licking and biting. My mouth beat red and swollen. I turned to face him and rubbed my body firmly next to his.

He became aroused: "Let us start the tour their... we can always look at the kitchen, living room, back porch grill and pool later, right?"

I nodded in silence, looking up at him with my large eyes, I tried to bat them seductively- it worked.

He tossed me onto his bed and I bounced twice, nearly off of it.