I could never be married to a wimp! Besides, even if we could somehow work past that, even if he was misguided enough to trust me the way a husband sh...uld trust a wife, I could never trust myself. I’m a cheat and a slut. I broke the most important vows it’s possible for a person to make. By doing that I broke the finest man I’ve ever met. Chris needed healing and I knew I couldn’t—I didn’t have the health in me to heal him.What I did have was a burning need for revenge, and I got it in spades.. They were both married although "happily so" was not an applicable phrase to the state of their respective matrimony. Zoe had her own assortment of BOOD's but had never seen anything like the one Sue had.It fit over the hand like a glove and had soft rubber nibs on the surface that were spaced over the palm and fingers. The nibs towards the fingertips were longer, thicker, and widely spaced. The middle finger was wider, extra long and with an extension was bendable. That section of the device. Her shoes were very high. She had long legs, and with the short skirt, and high heels, they seem to go on forever. She walked in with her friends, all eyes turn to look at them, they found a table right up near the dance floor. The waitress took their orders, and was back shortly with the drinks. She got up with her friends to dance a fast number. They danced a few songs. All the men were watching the 5 ladies. The rubbing, the touching, the close contact was making them look. I was surprised at how hard he already was, but also excited that he must have felt the same attraction to me, as I did to him.I took his cock in my mouth again, and this time grabbed the base with my hand. I slowly worked the tip a bit at first, and then gradually began to take more of him in my mouth. Eventually, I had swallowed him."Ooooohhhhh," he cried, "God, you are amazing."I moved my head back and slowly removed his cock from my mouth. Then I repeated the process over again, this time,.