“ God! How can I be so stupid and naive? Why do I keep falling for his shit over and over again?”, She screeched. It was two weeks later that she ...inally caught him online. She sent him a note on his instant messenger that said, ‘ Who’s heart are you breaking now? Or do you even have a heart?’. Not expecting a response, she nearly jumped out of her seat when he replied, ‘Maybe your right and I don’t have a heart.’ Anger filled Jackie as she typed, “Oh my God! How could you do this to me? Did. The poor kid looked beat. We put her stuff in the shed, got some food into her and wished her a good night. My wife usually went to bed early but had stayed up late to get Katie settled in. I was hoping for a little nookie, but the wife was too tired. It wasn’t the first time I wandered downstairs a little frustrated, quite a bit horny and not very sleepy. After making myself a drink, I settled in front of the tube but after channel surfing for a bit, nothing really caught my interest. I. "Melinda looked aghast. "Are you serious? You liked it?!" I did not say that." Yes, you did!" Look, just forget it, okay? I'm sorry I brought it up. I was mostly just trying to help you calm down about it." I don't need your help," Melinda snapped. "So are you coming to the house with me today or what?" Yeah, I'll come," Heather said in a lower voice. "But remember that he made the both of us do it." Except you liked it." Stop that!" Heather said, a trace of desperation in her voice. "I just. I told him to text my girl and tell her that I'm going to lay on the floor when we come back in the house and when I get my cock out she need's to get her mouth around it and suck it like the good little cock loving whore that she is, and put on a show so that his woman can learn to suck it like a whorish, slut bag would. After we got a text back that said "cool", I walked back in the house and asked Samantha if the laptop she was on had a webcam on it and she pointed to it and said why? I.