Carl nodded his understanding."But, Mark," he said softly, "can you let that go? Can you understand, deep down inside, that if she'd been in command o... her faculties she would never have done any of those things? If she'd been the Laura you married, the Laura that I know, instead of a woman eaten away by things she couldn't understand and couldn't deal with... she'd never have been unfaithful. You know that... I know you do."He watched me struggle with it for a moment. I wanted to say yes, but. She had found me wanking in our garage and we had claimed her poolside Cabana to use as our love nest. Her parents never came home till late so after school we practiced our sex education. After our first few days of kissing passionately naked and masturbating together as well as feeling each other up we progressed to masturbating and fingering each other. The second day we spent together she examined my cock and balls minutely learning all the right and wrong names for it and I did the same on. He left her sitting on the bed and went into the bathroom. A short time later he came out and pulled Janice from the bed. She was like a rag doll as he stripped her clothes off and led her into the bathroom.The bathroom was lit in the glow of a dozen fragrant candles. The large Jacuzzi tub was filled with a steaming bubble bath.Janice stepped into the steaming water and settled down with a moan of pleasure. Tim handed her another drink, then leaned over the tub, and gently began to bath her. At. “Mmmmm”, I moaned. I couldn’t get enough of the taste. Combined with my own fluids, it tasted like heaven. For the next 20 minutes, I tried as hard as I could to taste every last morsel of semen from my slit. Eventually, it was clear that I had salvaged all I could. For some reason, I needed more of the taste in my mouth. Tasting Mark’s cum was like a drug; the more I had, the more I seemed to want. Eventually, when his seed seemed to run dry, I closed my eyes and inserted two fingers into my.