But there is not a way to unfuck the guy my wife was with. Maybe therapy? Is there some kind of penance I can do to make this go away? Something she c...n do to make it all better? Sadly I know deep down even if my wife wore sackcloth's and ashes as atonement I could never forget, or trust her ever again.Guilt-Now that I made the decision why do I feel so shitty? Is it my fault I am breaking up the family, if I had been a better spouse would it have prevented her from fucking some other guy? Why. There were a few others but I couldn't see much of them. The scene on the screen finished and a new one started. The new scene was a thirty something looking male giving directions to a teen female baby sitter. It was an old plot that didn't have anything new save the young actress, with her perky tits and hairless twat. The father character left the house and minutes later the baby sitter finds a giant fire hydrant sized dildo in the crack of the couch she was sitting on. Of course she slips. “Were you afraid your Mistress had stood you up? That she found another puppy to play with instead? Or maybe she was just she was busy on the phone with her new boyfriend? Awww, puppy, don’t worry – you have my full and total attention this week, I own you and no other and you are only starting to begin what ownership truly means. If you must know, I went for a run before I came here, and ran a bit longer than I had planned. But I am here now, and I know how grateful you must be. Close. After 15 minutes, the boy grabbed my head with both hands and pushed his cock as deep as he could. My tongue could lick his balls and his cock was in my throat. My eyes were popping out due to lack of air while he ejaculated in my mouth.He poured all his cum into my throat and then pulled out. I went down on all fours and coughed hard and gasped. He lifted my face up, rubbed his lump cock all over my face, and left. I was back on all four (down on both legs and hands) and was coughing hard..