There was a lot of it.” She was nearly admitting defeat.“Not if you deep throat him.” I cheerily concluded, and the look on her face said volume.... Obviously, she couldn’t, or didn’t know how to do it. Having my catty moment of victory, I left her to her own cleaning, and made my way out, refreshed, and even a bit bolder, having stroked my own ego.Coming out, Ron was nowhere to be seen. I frowned thoughtfully, and more carefully looked around. Then I saw him, seated in a booth and in a. I have had to use a Websters to figure out what words mean for they used different ones than we do for different things. How come you called?" I've been reading Aunt Nellie's journal. She did something that I am going to the police with to clear up a mystery that took place sixty years ago. Would you like to be here when I do?" Would I? When are you going to do it?" Tomorrow afternoon after I read her journal some more." Jason, can I come down early so you can tell me all about it?" I was. Where was my first wife? My true wife?I popped my lips off Nicole’s nipple, curious to see who was sucking my cock. I threw back the covers, revealing Donna’s face looking up at me, her brown, dull eyes staring at me with hungry desire. She sucked so hard, bobbing her mouth up and down my dick.“Donna,” I panted. “Where’s Alice?”She tried to speak about my dick, almost biting me in the process.“Mouth off, then you can speak, remember?” You had to be patient with bimbos. But they were so worth. The batteries had died along the way. I was not quite sure what I was feeling, or what I was supposed to be feeling after what had happened. My head was still foggy.The clock said 5:15 am. There was dried cum on my face, in my hair, and the dining room table was not in good shape. I wearily dragged myself upstairs to the shower and just stood there with the water running over me. I shocked myself because I was smiling as I was thinking about my situation. Blackmailed and used, I was in deep. I.