By the time he got rid of it, the game wouldprobably be over. What the hell was he thinking? It wasn't real anyway.But, before this could even come to...pass, he had to get over the fact thathe had never felt desire as great as the one he felt at that moment tosuck his first cock. He had never been so turned on before in his life.Try as he might, he had to overcome the gag reflex and after some eagerpractice he did manage to get the first 6-8 inches into his mouth. It wasonly five minutes into. ” Troy said. “Alcohol.” He dried off the bruised area and peeled the plastic off of the dermal patch. “Reminded Dr. Tenente Maisson that because of your history with cocaine, you’re probably Lidocaine/Novocain Resistant. He recommended a Diclofenac patch; a little stronger, still non-narcotic.”“Am I fuckin’ Harry Potter here, Troilus? Does everything have to be about my past and do my plots rely heavily on other people not knowing Latin?”“Drink your cocoa, Petalouda.” Troy told her, recognizing. ”“I do love you and our girls.”“When are you going to tell everyone?”“At dinner time, if I can wait that long! Then I’ll call my parents and tell them.”“I guess this cancels our planned swinger date weekend in a few weeks.”“Why should it? I’m pregnant, so no guys can fuck a baby into me. It turns me on to watch you fucking other women and I know you love seeing men fucking me.”“I do, it is such a turn on. I guess because they can only fuck you or get a blow job. I think it compliments me that. . everyone knew the economy was going to go belly up. She was wrong in what it was going to take in order to get through the bad times." No one knew what to do."I shook my head in disagreement while remembering back to that fateful day when I became an asshole. It was early spring and the grass was growing madly as a result of unusually heavy rains that year. I was watching a cable news program in which a guest was warning about the upcoming housing bubble when my wife informed me that it was.