The Samoan k** had not moved a muscle during all this, just staring down at me. He was sweating and he pulled off his tank top and hung it on the hook... With his shorts at his ankles we were both pretty much naked and sweating. I had his HEAD. It was mine. I doubted that I would get it out of my mouth easily, even if I wanted to, but there was no danger of that. I would let it leave when it was drained and shrinking. I worked that amazing head over for a full minute, working it with my tongue. Both my friends just giggled and whispered that I was crazy – I was not crazy, unless you call being super horny crazy. Nothing happened at the hole, and I thought that we must have struck-out. I decided to take a look through the hole and see if any guys were using the stall that was on the other side of the wall. As I went to look through the hole, I got poked in the eye with an average sized cock. Kind of surprised me.. I pulled back and got a good look at the cock that was sticking. Lexi was sitting on the couch in a skimpy pair of shorts and a tight t-shirt. I could see her nipples pressing through the cotton. I flopped down on the couch next to her. "Daddy," she asked, "you're home early. What happened?"I paused for a moment and replied, "Lexi, I don't know what I'm doing. I don't think I'll ever find anyone like your mother again. No other woman seems right."She must have noticed how sad I was. She snuggled up next to me. I put my arm around her shoulders, and. "I want my phone bugged," Early replied."Tell Wells. They'll do it. Do you want to talk?" Steve said."No. Thanks for the information," Early replied.Early called John Wells and explained what he wanted. By four a.m., the Stickner house was under surveillance.Early had no desire to sleep or drink or eat. He was a man possessed with a single thought: end his marriage as quickly as possible.He could not stay married to Susan. He didn't love her. Not now. Her betrayal severed his love like the.