As she wandered through the hall to the other side of the huge house, making her way to her son's room, Shana felt like Rick was the only ally she had left in the family. She was still thinking over what to say to Ben and their daughter, if anything, but there was no way she could bring herself to get back into bed with that soulless deviant of a husband minutes after watching him f**k Lauren. It wasn't simply that he'd f****d the girl, but it was also the way he'd f****d her. He hadn't f****d his wife with that much need and desire in years. She wondered how many times he must have snuck back into their bed with his c**k still wet from their daughter's welcoming p***y hole.
Shana was a mess by the time she reached Rick's room. She decided there was no ruder awakening for any married woma
