That’s it wrap your cocksucking lips around it. Tongue it. Slurp. Slurp it. Suck. Hollow cheeks. Suck on it like a popscicle.” I was pushing on th... back of Thomas’ head and he was gasping for air. Monique slid down onto her knees and positioned herself on the opposite side of Thomas.She had Thomas’ cock out and was wanking it as he sputtered and moaned. “Stand up Patrice and fuck his face.” I called out. Patrice stood and his pants dropped to the floor. He kicked them across the room, spread. Shook my headto clear my head and whispered to myself, "This is either going to be themost sexually frustrating three weeks of my life, or I think I need tomarry this woman." I followed the perfection before me into the jungle.The trek was long, painful, and arduous. As we hiked I asked Amanda,"Amanda, why would you come on a show like this?" "I was about to ask youthe same question, but since you asked first... My parents are very wellto do. They have multiple homes on the west coast, Florida,. Ive had my suspicions for a few months now, but never any proof. That is, until, last Saturday night. He calls it guys night. Would be an appropriate title if he were out fucking a guy instead of his secretary, Stacy. My name is Sarah, and my marriage with my husband has been pretty good until this point. I didnt know what to do. Should I leave him? No. I didnt know what to think. Now I do. Payback. I want him to suffer. I want him to go through what I went through and worse. I checked the. He faced a stained glass-paned door, massively framed and fitted with heavy bronze hinges and locking pull handles. Gold-leaf lettering on a black slate spelled out “A. Goode, Attorney at Law.” Underneath, smaller letters said “Offices.”James Brightman and Michael Peterson stood behind him.“Push on in, Graydon,” Jim said. “We’re expected.”Graydon needed both hands to push the heavy door open. Jim and Mike followed him. They stood on a thick green carpet.I’m sinking an inch into it! Graydon.