College Girl Makes Tape for Revenge on EX Boyfriend

I'll go have a talk with him tomorrow morning.” “What are you going to say to him?” She asked. “That he will give you everything that you want in the divorce, or I'll hire the best lawyers in the state, and take him for everything that he's worth, his boss is worth, and all of his friends are worth. I'll make sure that everybody is bankrupt by the time that they are done.” I told her. More tears streamed down her face. “I don't know Hardcore what to say.” She started sobbing. “That you'll take me up on my girlfriend offer. That you'll take care of your kids. That you'll make the best out of a second chance, and reconnect with real friends like Kim, Heather, and the rest of the girls.” I told her. “They all knew that you were reconnecting with them, for me, but stuck it out, because they genuinely missed you. Friends are family that we choose for ourselves. They all chose you.” The tears were freely flowing now. She nodded her agreement. I left her to her thoughts, and walked down to the dock, and called Heather. I explained to her what happened, and she told me that her, and the girls were in their way. I figured that petite Candice needed all the friends that she could get, at the moment. Katherine joined me on the dock when Heather, and the girls showed up. I told her what Candice told me, and what I offered Candice as it related to the house. She hugged me, and told me that she agreed with me. The next morning, I went to the county lockup, to speak to Matt. I sat it the empty room, waiting for the guards to bring Matt in from lockup. He looked tired, and hungover when he finally made it in. They had him in chains, and locked him to the table before the guards left us alone. “Why the fuck are you here?” He grumbled. “And, where is my wife?” “Candice is fine. She's seeing a lawyer on Monday to start the paperwork to divorce you.” I told him. “The question is, are you going to contest it?” “You're damn right I am!” He yelled. “She's not taking my kids away from me.” “Yeah, about that. If you contest the divorce, it will come out that you're not the father of any of your children. Your boss, and other friends will be summoned to take DNA tests, and it'll come out that they're actually the fathers.” I told him. “If I'm not mistaken, they are all married. I'm pretty sure that they wouldn't be afterwards though. amateur It'll also probably open up an investigation after the courts find out how she got pregnant. When they find out that Candice was raped repeatedly by you, and your buddies.” I watched his face pale, and his mouth open in shock. He knew that his balls were in a sling. It took him a couple of minutes to speak pov again. “She can't afford a lawyer.” He said feebly, trying to come up with something. By now, Amy and Dakota have stopped their play and are just watching me with my new Hardcore sub. The distraction sent a great gush of cum blasting within her and she gasped. Their kiss petite lasted a minute before Ryan screamed and rammed her hard holding his cock there as he exploded into her warmth. Beside him, Kuri stared blankly at the center of the pillar. She hopped up and slid back. “Good thing I have you to look out for me,” I said, stroking her head. Removing mine was a bit trickier because of my pistol. Indentations in the carpet and stray candy wrappers were all the remained of his missing couch, and a haphazard pile of his DVDs were heaped in front of the pillaged DVD rack. Amy felt that all her nerve endings were connected between the tips of her breasts and her vagina. Ebony skin, a darker shade of night than the moonless sky gave this dreary, distressed, poverty laden neighborhood. After a short minute he broke the kiss and reached into his front pocket. I stuck up my fingers and my nails and I tried to scratch him on his amateur in-stroke. She grabs Estley by her short dark hair. My distorted reflection stared back at me, my features shimmering ethereally in pov the girlfriend near-dusk sunlight. I smiled into the blackness, and shot across the water like a missile. When he picked her up, he'd seen how hot her legs appeared in red stockings. I whimpered, my cheeks burning bright, the tips of my ears blazing with embarrassment.