I paid a terrible price as well, but that was only right. I was guilty, not you. I can't forgive myself for what I did to you and the price you had to...pay for it. I'll never forgive myself." Nancy, you must forgive yourself. I was the one that failed you and Ruben. I should have stayed and faced you and worked with you to save our family. Maybe it wouldn't have worked and we would have separated anyway. Perhaps that was what was needed. But I didn't. I took a bat and tried to kill a man instead. “Oh yesssssssss!” Abdul groaned and then placed both his hands at the back of her head. He guided and followed her head movements as it bobbed up and down, back and forth on his rock hard cock. The rhythm of his hip movement matched the pace of her oral ministrations as she worship her new found god, and being a sexually savvy woman Lynda knew he couldn’t stay in control for much longer. Whereas her oral appetite for cock was huge, the persistent itch at the very core of her sex was even. On the day of my first adventure into sex with complete strangers, I’d already what I’d be wearing, a baby doll, chosen more for easy access than anything else. Black stockings and some high heels, no bra, I’d let my large tits swing free, no bra, they’re still firm enough. Over the top of this, I’d be wearing a long coat, and although the weather was mild, our neighbours would think we are were going out the cinema, or a meal, or even both. In my handbag I had a 12” dildo and a bottle of lube. The following Saturday morning I was sleeping in late. The job was boring and it looked like it might be ending soon. The office gossip was that they were in trouble. Financial trouble. I picked up a bottle of vodka on my way home and drank it in my room.There was a knock at the door. Weird. I didn't know anybody in the neighborhood and it wouldn't be Ray, he would have called me. I got out of bed and opened the door a sliver. It was Frieda. She had on new jeans and low heels. "Hi David. I hope.