I forgot my pain that time and I don’t know what came over me again. May be my bad side came over me or may be some devil came in me. But I was roug... on his chest while licking it and playing with his nipples. I unhooked his pants and removed it and hold his hard dick from his undies. He was saying, mam you are going too rough. I put my one finger on his lip and made him shut. I said I am not mam, call me mri. And press his dick.I removed his undies and quickly took it in my mouth and started. The ball carrier had to scamper for his life in a couple of places, but he managed to get the ball out to the Spains' 33 yard line. This time, both head coaches were turning blue by the time the whistles were blown ending the play. Well, the Tigers managed to hold the Spains to a field goal. The score was 7-3, Hawthorn.This time, the Spains Kicker put the ball to the Tigers end zone where it was covered by a Tiger, but there was no opportunity to run the ball. Therefore, the ball was put into. He was borne along on the wings of his hurt feelings, his savage lust... and his guilt. In the first few minutes of terrible discovery, he had completely forgotten his own failings... that he had just a short time ago been fucking the wife of the man he had caught with Sharon. But now that fact came back with pristine clarity, and he felt a deep disgust inside him, disgust at his own sin, disgust at the way he was taking it out on his wife... his own crime and hers... she was bearing the brunt. I was not seeing both my women as often as we would both have liked, and I did have to make a living. I occasionally availed myself of an opportunity to sleep with other girls. None could suck and fuck like Sally. She was my wonder woman. When we could get together it was mayhem and we would enjoy naked sex in all forms for hours on end. She never refused to cooperate and often drove me to extremes of sexual passion. Tom was not helping and she was relying on me, and her dildos, to satisfy her.