I did my best, but even I have a limit; a highly complimentary limit, but a finite one.Shortly thereafter, I discovered another thing I liked about Ch...nese culture, they love to package up their hugely excessive leftovers and give them to the guest of honor. That may have been something they did just for me this time, but it was this time that mattered the most to me, so I considered it a triumph of Chinese culture.I was given enough food to EASILY last until Monday's lunch, so it looked like. Wo bhi chhodo khud bhagavan ne aapni beti se shaadi ki…………. Rati Kamdev ki maa hoke aapne bete se shaadi ki.Man lo main kisi dusri ladki se shadi karta bhi hu to iska kya guarantee hai ki who mujeh tere jitna pyar degi…….Tumhare siwa kaun meri dekhbhal itne achche se karegi…………Kahi usne mujeh tere khilaf bhadka diya to……Main kis ki side lunga teri ay uski??????????? Us waqt mujhe kaisa lagega?”Things changed so fast that he convinced me instead of me convincing him. His talks were making sense.. To further illustrate others of her shortcomings, we'd only been going out for a month or two when I'd found out she cheated on me. I didn't know that full details and when I confronted her she claimed it was a three-way with a girlfriend of hers and a guy her friend had picked up when they were out at a bar. She said that they had gone back to someone’s place for more drinks and that the three of them ended crashing there. She said that the other two started fooling around on the couch. When I engulfed his cock and worked it toward my throat. Mark began to moan with the sensation I was inflicting on the nerves in his engorged shaft as his swollen glans was seeping pre-cum.As I was sucking Mark’s cock, I was having visions of the woman in the adult theater sucking her man’s cock as all the men that followed them watched. My vaginal fluids were flowing more as I imagined being watched by strange men. Just the thought of exposing my panty covered pussy as I was bent over Mark’s.