Rolly had kissed her on his way from the barn to the shower to the bedroom. She finished up about midnight, and as she walked past Stephanie's door sh... heard the unmistakable sounds of two women making love. Unmistakable after she pressed her ear to the door to find out what the faint muffled sounds were that she had barely noticed.Rolly had told her that Susan had 'helped out' Stephanie on Crossroads, but that was Susan. Susan had 'helped' her out too. She also knew that Stephanie had played. From what Bev had said she had never sucked another guy's cock and no guy had ever eaten her pussy before me.We were a happily married couple for ten years. You know that old saying, "Show me a husband who doesn't eat pussy, and I'll show you a husband who's wife I can steal"? I thought I was pretty safe. So imagine my shock when I got home from work one Friday and found the house empty of all our stuff. A note on the mirror explained that she was leaving me and getting a divorce. And divorced. He kept up this rhythm for several minutes, with his breathing deepening, encouraging her verbally, before he stopped. ‘I think that’s probably enough for one afternoon Kate. You’re not quite ready for anything else. We’ll stop there for the day, but you have done very very well.’ Kneeling before him, Kate smiled widely, and her whole body seemed to wriggle in place. Praise is such a powerful motivator. Wrackoff continued ‘But there is one more thing I want you to do for me before our time is. " Come on," Whitworth said in a somewhat reasonable voice. Ending the call, he grabbed a pair of fatigue pants and pulled them on. Fuck dressing. Pants are good enough for now. As soon as I get rid of him, I'm going to have some more of that pussy. What the fuck is so important this time of night, anyway?Art, his arm around Hope as she stood holding her sketch, rapped twice on the outer door of the General's suite. A split second later, Whitworth, dressed only in fatigue pants, jerked the door.