I just gave up. I thought John would never come back to me... his anger was too deep.I made up my mind to wait however long it took to see if John wou...d ever think about trying to be with me again. I didn't want any other man. I wanted my John. If I ever got the chance, I'd never... ever... let anything happen to us again. John was my happiness, and I knew that now. I was painfully aware that the chances of us being a couple again were extremely slight.When John started dating that slut.... One had a hand on each.The girls again lined up obediently, each taking time to carefully line of the heads of their artificial cocks with the opening of their pussies. One by one they slid down, taking the length of the dildo inside of them before rising back up again. As they bobbed and bounced on their makeshift cocks their moans and cries started to fill the air. A couple of the audience had taken out cell phones and were gleefully recording the show. A brunette in the middle, Margret. My head moved up and down on his cock taking more and more of it into my mouth. It felt so hot and so full and was so hard that when it finally hit the back of my throat it felt like a steel bar capped with a soft resilient head. It felt so good in my mouth and I could taste his pre-cum oozing out from the tip. It tasted sweet and pungent at the same time. Then it was slipping down my throat and I was deep throating him at the same time my tongue was moving around the shaft.I could feel his. He looks to his wife for help and she tells him the doctor wants to have his underwear." The crowd moaned but there were some scattered laughs including 'The Loop' who giggled at himself."Hey I love old people, don't get me wrong, they just can't fight back. Easy targets people, easy targets. What am I going to do acted my mother-in-law? That is too easy of a target. Hey do you know that if you descramble the word mother-in-law you get the words, woman Hitler?" More moans, groans and chuckles.