His hand caught her wrist.Their eyes met again, his gaze now firm and resistant, hers sharp anddetermined. After a moment, she smirked and pulled her ...and back."Okay, Justine... but you can't cover yourself up forever. There'snowhere to hide on the path we are about to embark on." She turned backtowards her desk."Besides," she snickered. "I've seen it all before."He watched warily as she reached for a paper shopping bag she hadconcealed behind her desk and returned his way. "I have a couple. " Yeah, so?" Melvin Erving said. "Like I give a shit. Where's my son?" He's giving his statement to the police," Andy told him."The fucking cops are involved?" Melvin said, shaking his head. He was a large man who'd spent his entire life working the farms near the county line. Andy knew from Wyatt that the man had been drinking heavily for several years — and he smelled the alcohol on his breath now."The police are involved, yes," Andy said. "I wanted to talk to you ... to explain what. What happened to Mr. Tolliver, if you care to tell us?" We met, had a whirlwind romance, and got married. That was when he started ... started to ... hit me. He didn't mean to; he just got angry easily. He was loving and tender in bed, but he got mad really easily. He went to work each day, and all I did was clean house and make meals for him. If he didn't like something, he would yell and sometimes even shake me." So, what happened to him, Mom?" Amy asked probably terrified to find out what. I was learning to relax and let that big cock enter my throat, something I wanted as much as my feeder did.On the day I performed my first deep throat, my wife unexpectedly came in. As she entered the room, he had his cock in my throat and he was moaning. I didn’t see it, but the look on her face must have been something to see. I was caught.“What the fuck is going on?” she screamed.My feeder withdrew his cock and we were both speechless. Her gaze was focused on his huge cock. I now saw her.