They hadn't argued, or yelled and screamed at each other, or not yet they hadn't; but their estrangement remained very much in effect. Their 'relation...hip' was like an airplane that had run out of fuel, and was just coasting and gliding along on it's prior inertia---but going down, inevitably to crash. She felt no real sadness at this, either. Their marriage was over. She knew it. The man leaving for work, her husband, he knew it as well. The only thing that remained was to acknowledge it.As. . You mind?" he said with a smile as he undid his belt and fly. I didn't respond but the big smile I gave him was apparently answer enough for him. "Im pretty horny too man, have you got any porn or anything?" I asked him, trying to look away from his hardening boner.He put a VHS in the player. He looked really focused on the porn, so I quietly ripped open my zipper and unleashed my 6.5 inch cock.. his looked bigger, like atleast 7 inches.Luke's Basement 1:25 It had been almost twenty. I heard him moaning with pleasure, and saying "Mmmm" or "Ahh yeah." Everytime he took a breath. He would take short breaks and pump my shaft for a few seconds before hungrily taking me in again. It felt like hours, I was in this bliss, when I'm sure it was really only mere minutes. But I felt the familiar signs of my orgasm building and opened my eyes to look down and watch the last few moments of this amazing experience.I was watching his hot mouth intently now, and I think he knew I was. "We're back, bitches."And on CHYOA, of all places."Right? I mean, Literotica is cool and all, but this place is fuckin' dope. Hands down."If we had hands, I would agree with you. Well, I do agree with you, but-"Yeah, yeah. We physically don't have hands. Quit reminding me."Since you're literally just Dialogue personified, I don't see how you could forget that fact."Oh, well sor-ry. Not all of us are uber-coherent Narrators."Coherent? Huh... I think that's the closest thing to a compliment that.