" So what do we do - rent a bulldozer? He's still the most stubborn guy I know when he sets his mind to it." "What we do is make damn sure he knows we...re his friends and we care about him. We treat him like a king when he comes home, show him that he is a wonderful person and make sure he has the support he needs to keep going." Martha, we don't treat him like a king, though. We treat him like a queen, or better a debutante. If this is the start of a new life then we need to do it right." Of. Here I was, sleeping in a motel room with a penis in me that was not my husband’s. How did this happen?There are times in our lives when something cataclysmic happens and it feels like every second slows down into minutes. I remember feeling that way when I suddenly woke up and realized that Jack’s penis was inside my vagina.Jack has been our best friend for many years. He came with us to the big city because my hubby needed day surgery on his knee and Jack offered to help with the drive. We. Mandy stared atthe back of the stripper's head, her beautiful blond hair, and squintedher eyes as she took in the stripper's nice scent. Mandy was expectingthe stripper to jolt around in sweet surprise. Just like when a girl,with a very hot aroused pussy accidentally sits on a tall pointy cake,which then squishes out perfectly as she opens her eyes wide and dabsher finger in her mouth, surprised, not knowing the cake was there, butpleasured by the cool smooth sensation on her hot pussy and. I shifted my position again until my face was even closer to his cock, and that’s when he took matters into his own hands. He placed one hand behind my head and gently pulled my face down to his cock.Just as my lips parted widely and I took his precum-covered cock head into my mouth, Bull said, “Oh fuck yeah, baby, get a good taste of my fuck meat. Your sissy-ass husband loves it, and you will too.”In some ways it felt so disgusting to have a big, black, oozing, convict’s cock in my mouth,.