I dropped her at what is known as the Bank Corner. Apparently she had a flat around there somewhere. I went home to a miserable evening, thinking abou... Beth and what she is telling everybody. I didn't ring Phil.Monday night was just as bad as Sunday. I woke several times to the writhing of Beth and Ken in sexual ecstasy.Tuesday I went into work with a determination that I was going to run my life from now on. I needed to sort out whether my marriage was repairable. I doubted it, but I had come. I put one of my legs on his shoulder and lowered his face to my slit cave.. that immediately gave way to him. He was enjoying the smell of inside of me and tasting my pussy and tickling my clitoris with his slimy tongue. Ohhh.. he was lickkking and suckkingng.. and was he teasing me or pleasing me, or Both. Either ways, I was just not willing to stop, not even allow him to pause for breathing. I was holding his head in control as he romped my rosebud. My honey-pot was hit and was oo-oo-oozing. Like you told me, you were getting more and more jealous, placing more and more demands on her role in your relationship, that, finally, she decided it wasn't going to work. That's when we moved in together."We were lovers for five years, Tamara. Eventually, we split up because both of us realized that we needed a real man, actually a special kind of man like you, a man who freely enjoyed dressing as a woman, wearing fetish clothes."Finally, I understood how stupid I had been all those years. I. I was planning on calling you after I had finished the bottles of Vodka and Tequila certain someone left in my apartment three weeks ago and said was coming to help me drink it.”“So let certain someone come help you drink those bottles.”“So lead the way, someone.” It took us about 10 minutes to get to my apartment. The first thing I do is throw my backpack right into the couch and tell her to wait while I get the bottles and a couple of glasses.“I say let’s start with the Vodka, and leave the.