This left me 12 tracks to work with, I inserted the following messages into these tracks:You love to suck cockSucking cock makes you hornyYou love the...feel of cum in your mouthYou love to swallow cumYou love the taste of cumYou are addicted to Marks cumMark’s cum tastes like chocolateYou will beg for Marks cumYou love to suck ballsYou love to tit fuckYou love the feeling of a cock in your ass (She already liked anal but I put this in for good measure)On the remaining track, I put an afterglow. My wife invited her to a house party in Rockford, IL. It was too far away for Wendy. My wife invited her to a hotel party in Gurnee, IL, right across the border from Milwaukee. That was still too far, and Wendy said she didn't like hotel parties.I was still dumb enough to accept Wendy's chats. A few weeks had gone by, and I mentioned that my wife and I were headed up to Oshkosh for a hotel party. Wendy scoffed, and then gave a detailed rundown of why hotel parties were a complete waste of. I took the occasional punch, but I kept up a steady flow of body shots. After a few flush ones with a lot of power behind them, his defense shifted to cover his body.I snuck a short right hook aimed at his face, which drew his hands up. It gave me the opening I was looking for. I launched a left hook to the body with a lot of power, aiming for his liver. There was a gasp of air forced out as it landed. Instantly I knew what I did wrong, it was a hook not a shovel punch. No upward angle, I. I notice she is in a walking cast. She thanks me once again, as I am climbing in the truck she is bent over, trying to get her groceries in the trunk. I climb out of the truck and walk over and say, hey, do you need help with those, she looks up, flushed form the heat and says why yes, that would be lovely. I grab the rest of her groceries and put them in the trunk. She thanks me profusely for my help. I tell her I help her get in her car, as she sit down in the seat she raises a leg to swing.