Aghast I could only but stare; he must have been a good 8 inches, and 3 times the girth of my own, with an enormous angry looking bell-end.?Don?t just...knee there gawping, put it in your mouth, and suck it? Mark roared angrily.I don?t think I?d ever felt so inferior in all of my life, as I meekly bobbed my head back and fro on his manly shaft.What a picture I must have made, dressed in my wife?s sexy undies, sucking off the man I hated most in the whole world. For over 10 minuets I continued to. As we walked into his room, Tom motioned for us to be silent as we proceeded into the center of the room. Tom produced a scanner and checked us from head to toe. To our surprise, he detected a bug on each of us. I had a GPS transmitter imbedded in my phone and Olivia had a GPS and an audio transmitter in her purse and on her keychain. Tom took our bugged items and placed them on the bed. He led us to another hotel room before he spoke to us.Tom told me things that I had suspected as I became. What do you think?" Candy continued."I think her situation sucks. But I have to admit we treat people pretty good here. And we are a lot better then being hooked to a set of tubes hacking with the last breath. Should I set up an interview?" Cathy asked."Once we have David's take. We have to get the economics fixed, but I will support it if you want. " Candy followed up. "If she left you contact information, set up an interview, and we will see what we can do." Candy said. "It will have to be. Wait a second, I was NOT that fucking drunk. As I recall you were the limp legged drunk. Christ, it’s kinda hard to talk to the ladies when you’re stumbling around looking like an idiot you know. You could try and help me out.” “I was drunk before we even got there, what the hell do you expect?! And what the hell are you talking about help you out…when did you ever have a fucking chance with any dancer we’ve ever talked to anyway?!” “Well there was that one, the blonde in the neon green….wore.