Before his buddy could come out, though, Tony turned and walked over to me, quietly saying that he knew I wanted his cock and I should stick around af...er they left as he would be back in five minutes after getting rid of the other guy. He had a hard look in his eye that said, "You'd better be here or else," not that it mattered. My hard cock was doing all the thinking at this point and there was no way I was going to pass up a shot at whatever this hot guy wanted to do. The two guys tossed. Once I heard those words, there wasn’t much difference between the cold I felt inside and the physical cold that was all around me. Sitting on someone’s desk is a seventy-seven page document outlining everything that is deemed important. Reports from psychologists, police, statements, events, and legal jargon. Seventy-seven pages all because of one lie. Seventy-seven pages that contain hole-y information. Seventy-seven pages that I, as well as many others, would love to burn if it would help.. "Stop. I haven't had sex in eight months, and you haven't had sex in just as long I am guessing," she argued, her hand now firmly on my fully erect cock. Her face went pouty like a teen girl trying to get her way with her boyfriend. "Haven't you ever fantasized about Mommy?" I-um," I stammered, before finally thinking 'fuck it', "Mom I have fantasized about you since I can remember." I thought so," she whispered, her hot breath in my ear. Her hand rubbed my cock with a bit more purpose. "Do you. You can't keep me in a marriage I don't want." But you do want it. You want to be married to me," she insisted. "And I still love you." She was amazingly calm, but then ... I knew she was a good actress."Really?" I said with a sneer. I wasn't as good an actor. I was hurt, and my emotions messed up my acting career. "When did you start? Was it in Ramstein? When you latched on to a sinking ship of a cripple and made yourself into an instant fiancée? 'Cause that was the start of it. Looking for a.