She was pleading.“please… God… please… please… just take what you want, please, just take what you want and go, please, please, please, plea...e… just don’t hurt anyone, please…”There was a flick of the switch as the man turned the lights on. Only a miniscule change from black to the darkest shade of grey before Donna’s eyes. “You keep your fucking voice down, woman, or you might have to start learning to use another mouth – on your throat this time. She sobbed and cried on but tried to keep it. He didn’t say anything and he left.The day went as normal for me then. I dropped Ritu to the airport went for my work and got back home around at 9 pm. I then decided why not utilize this freedom from my wife to pop open a Whiskey bottle and enjoy a few drinks. I changed into my boxers and t-shirts got out my whiskey glass and poured my self a drink. I enjoyed a few drinks as watched on TV. Time flew and so did my drinks, 2 glasses turned 6 and I was sufficiently buzzed. That’s when suddenly. Davey's whole torso quivered in response to these ministrations and he put his hands in his mother's hair and caressed her. "Oh, God, Mom, I'm getting close. So close. If you don't stop, I'm going to come in your mouth." All Alice did in response to his warning was suck and pump harder.The message this action communicated to him was too much for him--his cock started jerking and come spewed out in huge spurts. Davey had never experienced such ecstasy in his life, and he just kept coming,. I don’t think my ex-wife had a clue as to how taking us to a place like the Scarborough made me feel, me being a charter member of the unwashed masses. But maybe she had an agenda I was not as yet privy to that made sense for her to bring us here.I had imagined that the reason she wanted to take me to dinner at all was to convince me to move back to Phoenix and to take up residence in my dad’s house. I’d already decided, as I had already made them aware, that I was going to sell the house. But,.