As soon my mother disappeared around the corner, he undressed and gave me his half raised cock:-Take it in your mouth, bitch!And I did. I took it in m... hands, and started to lick it, suck it…..feeling how it become harder and harder….and bigger. He moaned, and put his hands in my hair, and started to fuck my mouth. I gagged, and tears filled my eyes, but he fucked my mouth and my throat until I puked. There I was, on my hands and knees, retching hard, and he stood over me, naked, with his puked. ” Why could I not visit my wife?“Goodbye.”It was evening before I received a call from Doctor Jones at the Linden Centre.“Mister Upthorpe. How are you?”“Coping. I’m afraid I’ve never learned to cook! But I can work out how to work the washing machine. But poor Alice...”“I see. I wonder if you might come to see me tomorrow afternoon?”“Not a problem.”“Would you be in for a visitor in the morning?”“I certainly can be. The office can get along without me.”“Then we’ll do it that way. I can’t give. My head racing with images, not willing to even allow myself to register it. I turned to him again, my breathing having slowed down immensely. My eyes arched as I tried to control my emotions. I bit my tongue so hard it bled, the copper rich taste of the ichor spreading in my mouth. I squinted my eyes so hard to stop from crying I swear I must’ve bruised the eyelids. I hit the counter top repeatedly, buckling it under my fist as it smashed, splintering it into bits. Screaming, my voice. One finger quickly became two as she sped up her fingering. She was beginning to wonder what was taking him so long. There’s no way he had to go for that long. Her busy fingers quickly made her forget about his pending arrival as they hit her spot, causing her moans to grow louder. She really shouldn’t feel the need to suppress her moans after the night she had, but then again, is it necessary for the others to hear what she’s up to? Probably not. She began fingering herself harder and faster,.