I can feel the muscles of your dick beating. Youre so close to cumming. So i suck harder and faster trying to fit as much of it as i could in my mouth... But here is the thing. I dont want you cumming yet. Not in my mouth. So i get up and start slowly undressing then i take off your shirt as you take your pants and boxer briefs of completely and now were both naked. I get close to your body as were both sitting on our knees at the end of your bed. I grab both your hands and put them on my ass as. “Where’s your mom?” I asked.“Went to drop off Uncle David at the airport,” she chirped, “come in.” I stepped in the house and followed her to her room. She was leading me by the hand. She had just had her 14th birthday. We got to her room and she locked the door. “Mom’s not going to be back for a while.” she said.“OK. What do you want to do?”“Let’s wrestle.” And with that, she jumped on me. She was only wearing a dress... She straddled me and ground my pelvis with her groin. It was too much. I. I went to work and during my shift, plan ideas began to take shape. I saw the trip to Texas as a way to be completely out of state and have a rock solid alibi when the revenge was taken. All I needed was one more major ingredient. I needed a man to handle the actual delivery of the pain and suffering.I knew of a man who was almost as good a friend as Jimmy had been. His name was Sam. He was from somewhere down in southern Georgia. His family ran a small logging operation. I met him in Memphis. And a third man I don’t recognize. All white, trim, and well-muscled. Clean-shaven with short hair. Handsome men. Bad men. Jenna starts screaming again. My ex slaps her, her husband smirks, the new guy blanches. She stops screaming and hangs her head, blubbering. She’s going to get dehydrated from all the tears and snot and drool falling out of her head. ‘Jesus Christ,’ says the guy I don’t know. He looks stricken. ‘I know you warned me, but did you really need to do that?’ ‘Yup,’ my ex says..