I moan, and as I moan, you turn it on with a remote you have in your hand. You get on your back, and get gets over you and slides his cock in your pus...y, and he starts fucking you, you make the machine match his rhythm of how he’s fucking you! We all start moaning. Then he stops, he tell’s you to keep the machine going. He gets the chair and puts it in front of me! He grabs my head and says “OPEN YOUR FUCKING MOUTH BITCH!” I open my mouth and he slides his huge cock across my face until it pops. We had some more coffee then I got my things together and went home to do what I needed to do. Janice called me at about 4:00 and asked if I wanted to have Chinese food tonight. I told her that would be great so she said she would call for delivery as it usually takes a while on Sunday nights. I said “I’m just going to finish up and I’ll come over, I will be about half an hour”. She said “Great see you then”. I returned to Janice’s, we had a drink, then at about 5:15 the food arrived. We ate. Of course we would then talk about. We would both try harder and things would get better for a short time then it would slip back. I should add at this point I usually do not do a lot yelling and stuff even when mad. I am a believer in the Kipling poem ‘If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you,…. Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, and – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!’ At times my calm demeanour would make her even madder. I. “Dan did that to me early in our relationship,” she said. “His was strep throat. Scared me. Made me decide that HE was MY responsibility. We got married after he recovered.”“He did?”“Yep! He was supposed to meet me at the park. Missed it. I called ‘im. It’s been a solid ‘us’ ever since.”“Wow! Just like that.”“How it works sometimes. Is there anything we can do to help?”“I got the house under control. Deena’s there with ‘im right now. I’m heading there. Might need somebody to transport.