I pulled her head down again and this time there was less resistance though she still struggled to take it. I released her again and told her to get t... work licking my balls, which I like.Over on the armchair there was a bit more of a struggle. The little bitch was fighting back but my friend had a good grip on her hair and it was proving very painful for her. She was choking on cock and I could see tears in her eyes. My friend was grinning and he looked over at me.Then he pushed hard and got. His indiscretions were few and had hurt her. Though her initial reaction was pain and uncontrollable anger she had eventually been able to accept them and him with compassion and understanding. He was a borderline sex addict, so said their marriage counselor. She had known that when they were initially married. At the time it was exciting, as he brought out a passion from within her that she hadn’t known existed. But, with the years it had gradually worn her down, she felt she could never do. Additionally, I couldnt believe Id ever let someone like Randy touch me, allowing him to violate me so thoroughly. This was a guy who actually made me queasy when I looked at him. How could I have done it? He disgusts me! I hadnt seen him since our . . . orgy. Ill call it what it was. That was by design. I carefully avoid him each time I observe him passing through the courtyard. The same day of Stus departure however, we suddenly came face-to-face in the elevator. I suspect hed been spying on. I'll check in with youlater, prom girl, and give him a kiss for me ok? Best dayyyyy evverrr?"He had no comeback as he shook his head, hating her always having thelast giggle, hanging up and cracked open the door, seeing hisgrandmother waiting for him across the room."Finally, Allison!" She sighed, all excited, coming over putting her armaround him. "Now come on sweetie. I realize you can't wait to see him,but you two have all night to talk! Trust me, his heart's going to missa beat when he sees.