I didn't say anything; what would have been the point.I'd saved and I'd calculated. I went without my bi weekly trips to my therapist, aka my bartende.... I'd brought no new clothes and refused those, among other things, that my wife tried to ply me with, and she did try to ply me: I think my refusals hurt her feelings but so fucking what. After my beating by one of her two night stands, especially after that, I wanted nothing to do with her that wasn't either required by law or a matter of basic. ” Peter's now had his hand on Avrils tight little butt, and he squeezed it. Jimmy was caressing her cheek, but soon his hand went down towards her small teen tits. He squeezed them through the t-shirt. She sure had managed to attract them ... Jimmy grabbed her t-shirt with both hands, and tore it apart with a single movement. Avrils heart started beating even harder. Peter turned to the other men in the room, with a smile. ”Check it out, guys. Tonights special is served.!” He then turned his. It feels so real and life like. I am getting even more turned on by the realism of the dildo. I hear my wife moan with pleasure as it plunges in. She licks and strokes my cock with great intensity as she feels the pleasure of that big cock deep inside her. I then feel the slap of balls hitting my face as I continue to lick her pussy. I now realize her friend is not a woman but a man. My thoughts race and I start to squirm realizing that I am licking a real penis that is plunging in and out of. Paul came right over and had me check if any of Dave’s clothes were missing, as I hadn’t thought of doing that. But all his clothes appeared to be there. He took a quick look at our computer and said that no files appeared to have been changed since the previous weekend and Dave’s e-mails apparently hadn’t been down loaded for a week either. Paul said besides checking the local hospitals, which he would do for me, we couldn’t do anything more that night. I didn’t sleep that well and on Saturday.