She then said is there trouble in our marriage. I replied no. To which she then said she was jealous. I said why is that. She then proceeds to say how...she does everything to look and be her best for her husband but he just has no interest in having sex. I told her she doesn't have to be jealous and she asks why not. Would I give her penis. I was like I got hit by a bus. She looks so hot. I could only nod my head. In agreement. She then proceeded to lean in and kiss me caressing my leg towards. This time the sound made him concerned, as it sounded like a woman in trouble. Building his courage, he knocked on room 169, but there was no answer. The music was very loud, and he could hear all sorts of cheering and laughter coming from inside.He knocked again, this time louder.The door opened, and a man stood there in underwear and socks."Hey bro, come on in," said the man before chugging from a beer can in his hand.Confused, but wanting to make sure there was nothing sinister happening in. He pushed his hips down into me, his cock thrusting all the way into my mouth, down my throat, I almost gagged on it as it slipped in. He kept this up for a few minutes as he worked my shaft, fucking my face fast and deep. I stopped him, moved from under him, and had him lay on his back again. I straddled his hips, my cock and his both in my hands, and stroked us both as he lay there, staring into my eyes. Suddenly the urge came over me, I had to get fucked! I wanted a hard cock pounding my. It left just one bullet in the live gun. It would suffice. ‘You’re going to kill yourself and I’m going to help. You’re doing it with a bottle anyway. I’m just here to speed things up. Plus, I know you’re Catholic like me. Ex-altar boy right? For us, suicide is a bad, bad thing, isn’t it?’ ‘Come to think of it, I guess ‘wrath’ is a sin too. Difference is, I’ll have time to make amends,’ Sam mused as she walked up to him, still sitting on the couch, and simply pushed the gun’s muzzle into his.