But the moment I took it in my mouth, I felt the man’s hands on my head, stroking me, and pulling my mouth away from his erection, which was about t... explode.His wife took his place against the headboard, and I was looking at a very wet, hairy pussy. I wrapped my arms around her soft, plump thighs, and began eating her with enthusiasm. The woman moaned heavily, and her husband was very aroused at the sight of my head between his wife’s thighs.“Yeah, eat that nice pussy, lick it good”, I heard. Part of me felt I had been robbed of sixteen years of mylife, living a lie. I could have made my life with a REAL MAN. It wouldseem that I had never, ever, experienced sexual intercourse with a REALMAN. What would that be like. Would that have different, better, than Ihave experienced with Josh. But another part of me thought of thetimes we had spent together and the memories we had made together,almost all of which were good and happy, and quickly realised thatwhatever had happened , was. .. former positions now, former bosses of her, and now she would dispatch them for me. I would decide their doom ... and she would carry it out.After that, I would remove the worries, pain, sadness, guilty consciences, or anything else from everyone involved from myself to Laura to everyone else who even witnessed this much death and destruction. It was divine justice, righteous judgment, it had been relatively swift and merciful, all things considered, and it didn’t involve an eternity of. In fact my ex roomie Kristen has a tattoo of Harley on her arm. I may have found my way in to at least talk to this lovely little vixen and I planned to remember her when i jacked my cock later that afternoon. As it turns out I got alot more than I bargained for. I went up to the girls and told told them that I couldnt help but have heard their conversation about Harley and told them about Kristen her Harley collection and the tattoos. The girls seemed impressed and I showed tham a pic of.