Please don’t go. Please, I beg you. Yell at me, scream at me, hit me if you want, but don’t go.’ The bag was almost packed. He retrieved his wal...et and some cash from his drawer. Slinging the bag over his free shoulder, he began to make his way to the door, oblivious to the grovelling being hanging off him. ‘I love you, John. You’re the only man I’ve ever had feelings for. Please don’t leave me alone.’ John threw her off and sprinted down the stairs. His mind was numb and his body was on. "Except that's clearly not true, since, like you said, you are just a dumb, submissive little bimbo slut sucking me off, isn't that right?"Amy nodded obediently and got to work. Scant seconds later, however, it became apparent that the cocksucking skills she had honed over the years were entirely wasted on this loser as she felt his cock already beginning to stiffen reflexively in her mouth. He sneered down at the curvy, slutty body and big blue eyes looking up at him as her deepthroating sent. All her knowledge and experience in castingwas flowing out of her and to her husband. She had no idea what was goingon.What made it worse was she could not control her thoughts. All she couldthink of was sex. How she wanted to be with a woman right now. Thisphantom attacker then sent her a mental glimpse of her husband viadivination and she hated that she was aroused by it.Poor Glenn was a woman and looked like a supermodel. His legs were longand his skirt was short. He had doe eyes and pouty. Then you will be in big trouble about her age.I told him to finish undressing and I began to undress and when the two of us were naked he looked me over and felt my tits. I put my hand down and felt his cock.“Can I kiss you before we start.”I said “do you know how to French”.“I am an expert”. He kissed me and I knew immediately he was experienced at frenching and I quiet enjoyed the sensation of him kissing me and feeling my tits at the same time.“OK – lets get started” I told him and I got.