I scooted down to his lower legs and, bending forward, I lapped at the mixture on his abdomen. It had a strong taste and a little salty, yet not as b...d as I thought it would be. I continued to lap him clean. When the last of the jism was in my mouth, I moved up and kissed him once more, sharing the last of the cum as he sucked on my tongue.Once more I felt feverish with desire. Once more my body was grinding into his. I managed to pull myself away from him and began to kiss is neck,. He told Paula at the time, in private, that she would regret her actions. Apparently he was trying to make good on his promise.The questions were many. What was he using to blackmail Paula? Why the old magazines? How would Paula respond to this threat? Would she come to me for help? Could she? Would she submit? I knew the answer to the last question ... over my dead body!It was Thursday morning. I had a few days to consider the situation and try to come up with a good solution. If it came down. We had cleaned them out after theyhad destroyed me. I could offer my wife her settlement and half mine. Iknow she would be alright with that amount, but I would dearly miss her.Suicide did seem to be an alternative. Tears started flowing and I couldnot stop them. No direction, no solution, I was at a complete loss.Suddenly my sleeping wife sought out my existence and wrapped herslumbering arms around me. Even in her sleep she comforted me.When did God create such a creature? I most certainly. I was standing in the doorway blocking her wayout. She tried to pass me but I grabbed her buy the shoulders. She started to cry, and I think I was about to do so myself. "I think you owe me an explanation," I said as I grabbed her tightly. Ididn't know what to think, at the same time I wanted to hit her...him... what ever.With tears streaming down her sweet face she started talking."When I was about eight years old..." she started, "my mother thought itwould be cute if I went 'Trick or.