After several minutes of watching a hot video, I heard the door next to me open, and a shadow appeared as someone bent to look in at me. I sat strokin... my cock with a gentle touch and licked my glossy lips like a whore advertising her goods. It wasn't long before a cock head appeared through the hole and it was time to go to work.It was an average size cock but it had a nice meaty head on it. After licking the shaft I started working on the head, taking it in my mouth completely while flicking. I walked to their table just like before. As I got there, Karen looked up and said oh no, not again. Randy turned and said you have got to be kidding me. He was having trouble getting out of his chair again."Karen we need to talk. I thought you loved me and you aren't giving me a fair chance here. Please let me explain." There's no need to talk, I saw the pictures. Pictures of you with two women. I hope you had fun, because it cost you our marriage. Go away and leave me alone."By this time. In my puss, he would have stayed, savoring his release. I sensed my son’s release had disgusted him. He pulled out and forsook me to clense himself.I collapsed to the floor, reeking. “Hory, I am ruined.” I called weakly.Minutes or hours passed. Hortense returned and threw a damp cloth over my nakedness. He set a pail of fresh water beside me. “Wash, bitch of pigs. You must feed my son.” Leaving, to fetch Luke, he swore, “I will never seed you again.”He returned Luke to the crib, after his child. Is it that cloud again? I can't see anything. Wait. I can see the clock. Hi, clock! Hi, Clocky. Clocky, clock. You rhyme with cock, clock. Three-hundred inches long, just like me!"And then I laughed like a maniac. I remember the clock on the dresser said 3 a.m., a three and two zeroes, exactly: three-hundred. Suddenly I was trying to figure out how I'd gotten home into my own bed again.Then my pants were yanking off me, and my shirt was coming off my head. I felt all tangled up for a moment and.