Here’s a little free advice from your old buddy Ty: never, ever, marry a woman you meet in a bar in Las Vegas on the same night that you met her. I ...on’t care if the Elvis Chapel is running a discount; it is still a bad idea.On the fourth day after we were married, Cora Leigh tried to run me over in the parking lot of a Waffle House, because she said I was flirting with the waitress. Which might have been valid except the waitress was about eighty years old. The police became involved, because. I was glad it the light was too dim for him to see. “Well, you didn’t give me much choice in the matter.” “But you didn’t hate it, did you?” he asked. There was a long pause before I answered. “I guess not.” “Would you feel better if I blew you?” I was about to say no when I felt my dick stir. “What, now?” “Sure, but not here,” he said. “Let’s go in the den. I’ll turn on the gas log, it’ll be nice and warm.” “What about Nikki?” “She loves to watch.” “You guys are really surprising me tonight.”. Lift my legs and tongue that hole too. Only rule is nothing in my asshole. No fingers either. Just lick it. Let me know. "Honestly, rimming his ass was not something that I was looking to do but I replied that it was an option if things went well. We set a time and I was on my way to the hotel to suck off a stranger.The drive over felt surreal. It was like I was on a mission. I was surprisingly not nervous but I was anxious to finally do this. I could not wait! As I made my way into the hotel. We also were humored by the vigor and froth with which they did their thing and because their eyes became more and more hazy the longer they went.I was particularly fascinated with it. I didn't know why, but I always wanted to see it and I always encouraged someone in our group to offer their leg. If none did, I felt almost compelled to put my leg out there. But I seemed different from the others when I did it because while the others only did it for a brief time, I let the dog do it til he was.