She had massive breasts and a sad, frightened face that looked sixty although her body looked much younger."Tell him your story, Janet!" I was a sales...rep, but I got addicted to gambling. I'm paying off my debt by being a whore for Mr. White." Come suck my cock, Janet!"She scurried to him, quickly kneeling and fishing his cock from his trousers. It was massive, easily the biggest I had ever seen, but it was proportionate to the rest of him. Mr. White was probably six six and two hundred fifty. Outside of sex though she was so fastidious that it seemed unimaginable that she would ever accept a cock straight from her ass to her mouth. There was one example that suggested otherwise. Early in our relationship Han cheated on me and agreed to drink my piss to earn another chance (see When Life Gives You Lemons). It was a hastily conceived idea designed to drive her away, but she went along with it. There were some lingering resentments and disgust in its wake that showed that there were. The room was filled with steam. Wesley smirked to himself as he pondered why Jessie would take a hot shower at the start of summer. Girls were a mystery to him. His mother was similar in her actions. Women must have a higher body temperature or something, he concluded.It was easy enough to see the outline of Jessie’s body on the other side of the cloudy white curtain. In her dress at the wedding, he had not been able to judge her figure all that well but now he could see just how shapely her. When are you going to stop fighting the feelings we have for each other?”“When you acknowledge that I’m married.”Tony was frustrated. The woman refused to abandon her current spouse. The hatred that Tony had for Steven Fitzgerald grew more intense each day.“So, you’re refusing to marry me?” he demanded.“I can’t do otherwise. I swore until death do us part. Steven has done nothing and can do nothing that would cause me to take back that commitment.”“Fine, have it your way. Till death do you.