Did you...damn it, this is difficult for me," Katy said.I shrugged. My business had failed six months before, and the first job I found took me to Pho...nix for four months. Katy and our two children couldn't relocate with me. She had a contract with the school board as a guidance counselor, and couldn't or wouldn't break her contract. My next job took me to Salt Lake City, and my family joined me when the school year ended. When I left in search of a job, our marriage wasn't very solid. When a. “Well, I like my meat tender, juicy, and dripping, where the sauce gets all over your face when you eat it!” I replied, keeping my voice low as well.“We do have good barbecue in Wisconsin!” she smirked. “And of course, Johnsonville has brats with cheese in them!”I laughed, and it seemed like I’d found the right response. Playing her little game, which now seemed to me to be just verbal sparring, though again, I wasn’t really sure. We each had a few bites of our lunch left, which we quickly. At that moment I realized what was going to happen; I was going to get gang-banged at my own home. By that time the others guys started moving their hands all over my body feeling me up. All of them were between the ages of 32-35. They were literally ravishing me with their lust in their eyes. Suddenly, one of the guards faced me directly and said, "We're going to fuck you to our hearts' content tonight." Hearing them talk dirty like that made me all the wetter between my legs. Another guy. Soon, Ferg's cock kicks hard in my hand and the head pulls away from my tongue, shooting a large jet of creamy, white sperm right up to his glistening upper chest. I grab his loaded rod and keep jacking and licking it, as he spews several more streams onto his muscular abdomen. The final pulses are less forceful and pool at the top of his cock, dripping down the head slowly. So much cum! I lap up the warm, white goo that now glazes his cock in slow seductive strokes, my eyes looking up at.