There will be no reprieve. Do we understand each other?" Yes I understand," he said.He had a little too much confidence to make me feel comfortable. "...hat's yes Ma'am from now on. You are working for me now, or you are dead. Do you understand?" Yes Ma'am." he replied.The GBI had given us just enough information to ask questions that were probing and also convinced the Chief that I did indeed have information. He had no idea how much information I had.So for the next hour I questioned and. A few minutes later a guy walked past and said hello, I nodded and said alright. He bought a drink and came over and asked me if I had a lighter. I gave him a light and he said do you mind if I sit down? Not at all I said carry on. He asked me if I was on my way somewhere or just having a break. I said I've come here for some fresh air. Well there is plenty of that here he said. He said his name was Andy and this was one of his favourite spots. I said so you come here quite often do you? He. As we sipped more wine my wife casually said, “So why were you so bent out of shape with Natalie’s story of an older lover when you get naked, deep throat my husband, and then you teach her how to suck cock on Mr. Johnson.”Natalie’s mother said, “Because I was jealous. I haven’t been with a man in seventeen months and thirteen days. Your husband’s cock was the first one that I’ve had since my husband left me.”“So you need to get laid.” My wife repeated.“Oh God yes! I’d let your husband fuck me. Okay. I closed my eyes again going back to my rag doll state. When was he ever going to give up? When was he going to understand the only reason I had sex with him was because he wanted it and needed it and I felt guilty? And because he was good at it. “Don’t you dare... Look at me.” He whispered right as he planted his fists on each side of my head, startling me. He looked into my eyes as he pushed in. That was a first. “I need you with me, I need you in this.” He dragged the strokes rubbing.