He continued, "You watched all of the evening news? Not just a portion?" Yes, all of it. I fell asleep probably twenty minutes after it ended -- aroun... eleven twenty probably." You said that the one of the news anchors was away on vacation?" Yes."Brady nodded and made note on his pad."Now, let's move on to my next subject. When was the last time you talked to your husband that day?" I talked to him on his cell phone around ten. We talked about the Idol show and that he was meeting a client for. " Oh. I was born in the year of the Lord 1794. Is that two hundred years ago?"Eddie nodded to himself. They'd agreed last night that if Sarah was deluded that she came from the convict time, it was the little things that would catch her out, like knowing how to use a toilet, knowing about technology, knowing how to read. And he'd thought about her, she hadn't slipped once. So he shouldn't be at all surprised that she couldn't work out that was two hundred years.For the first time, he found. By now the three cocks were limp, I decided the only way to bring them back to life was to go back to the beginning when they were teasing me with the pool cue. Since my cunt lips were now swollen from the all the fucking I asked somebody to hand me a cue and some more ice.I wet my clit with the ice a then slowly started to hump the cue as before, only this time my clit was visible and my lips would wrapped around the cue stick very nicely. I slowly humped the cue as I leaned on one elbow on. ”“Shit you son of a bith, I didn’t want you to cum in my mouth.”“Sorry dude, it felt too good. Now get back down there and lick the rest of my cock. Lick it clean.”“Fuck you, I ain’t doing it again.”“Yes you are, you’re now my slut. See that camera up there. I filmed the whole thing. How would you like that pretty wife of yours seeing it?”“You asshole.”“Shut the fuck up, we both know you liked it. Now take your clothes off and lick my cock clean.”I took off all my clothes. I had a raging hard.