His cock, released from his trousers, bobbed in front of her. She opened her lips and immediately gagged as he thrusted his whole length into her mout.... He laughed, leaving his swollen 7 inches in her mouth. She was struggling, choking. He could feel her gag reflex trying to work. He left it a few more seconds and pulled out."Come on whore, you can do better than that" he shouted as he violently pushed back into her mouth. This time, she tried to relax. She told herself it would be over sooner. So she had decided that Gary could never forgive her. Really, was she completely surprised at Gary’s response? No, she couldn’t honestly say that she was. Gary had always been understanding. Perhaps too understanding. And not demanding enough. How the hell could he sit there and talk to her about couples’ counseling? He should be screaming at her. Telling her what a fucking lying, cheating, piece-of-shit slut she was. How he was going to take her to the cleaners in the divorce. How he was. The game progressed from taking a shot of beer if you couldn't bounce the quarter into a glass to flashing body parts and eventually accepting a dare. It was getting crazy, one of the dares Michelle had accepted was to order something from room service and then answer the door topless.Both girls' must have thought they were sixteen again and flashing the UPS guy instead this time it was the room service attendant. I knew the night was headed towards an orgy.What was still not clear to me was. He finally gave in and said she could hire someone. Linda personally interviewed the applicants and selected Micky Williams. He was eighteen and had been working on a farm belonging to relatives ever since his parents died in a car crash when he was sixteen. He had been there six months and, it turned out, was an excellent choice. He was polite, worked hard, and neither swore nor did drugs. Linda’s two kids, Michael, Jr., age 5, and Marsha, age 6, considered Micky their big brother and adored.