They not only broke the gang but also assumed all their possessions and contracts.Of the slaves they had taken, Raymond had heard nothing about their ...ate. At least not for a while. He ran into his friend, Harold, nearly a year after the incident. The poor guy wasn’t the same as he used to be. The way he moved, the way he spoke and the light that was in his eyes every time Ray would talk to him, it was gone. Since that incident, Raymond learned to trust his instincts and always would.“Five. She couldn't move and could only see behind her as much as she could twist her head over her shoulder."W-What are you doing Jack?" she stammered."Shut up, bitch," he said rather calmly. "I bust my ass all week for you and that brat and I come home to a filthy home and a crappy dinner." I... I'm sorry honey! I try, I really do, but sometimes it's just too much for me." She was crying now, she didn't realize that he was so disappointed in her. I must be the worst wife in the world, she thought,. Just lie there and enjoy." I closed my eyes and felt him dribble some more cream onto my cock and then he started to jerk me off. He was very good at it. Held me tight and stroked firmly up and down. "I like your cock, Luke." Stroking. I was pleased that my friend liked my cock. His other hand reached between my thighs and cupped my balls as he stroked me. This was unbelievable. The school slut hadn't done me this well. I spread my legs so he could hold my balls more easily. This led him to. "Ellie, we on the staff always do what we can to salvage and restore marriages, but we have to be realistic. It looks like yours is doomed. The best help we can give you is in looking toward what's next."Given that Bert will be gone, what would be your dream for the future. Now, don't say something brave and proper. Tell me honestly what you dream about." I ... I haven't let myself think that way," she said."Ellie, Ellie. Right now, you're a patient. You have your clothes on. I can turn you.