I wanted to see her naked. I wanted to be inside her. I wanted to feel her tight vagina clamped around my throbbing manhood. I wanted to eat her pu...sy and feel her gush her hot cum into my mouth as she writhed in ecstasy. I wanted to make her feel good all over, time and time again. I knew that in a short while I would have all of that and I couldn’t wait.I had checked into the hotel earlier in the afternoon, so we went directly up to the room. While I was there earlier, I left some good. Undeterred she reached for his cock again, he push her hand away. She jumped to her feet and pushed him onto the bed; he kept looking at me until she jumped on the bed and squatted over his face. He was smothered by her hairy crack. It was no time at all, until his cock was throbbing again, he started flicking his tongue over her huge pussy lips, tasting her juices mixed with his warm spunk. She reached out her hand, as if calling me. I walk towards her and she lunged for my crotch. She undone. “OK, let’s recap Barry. I know you’re an ignorant motherfucking loser and need to be told shit over and over again so you fucking remember. YOU have 30 fucking days from noon Monday TO SERVE ME with the goddamn divorce papers. I’ve given you grounds for mental cruelty already. That’s strike one against my ass. You’ll have plenty of grounds for physical cruelty when you pull that fucking tape off your stinking worthless body. Oh, I wish I’d be here to listen to you yell and curse my fucking. Celia waited until I turned back, "Candice says it might not be about her. Maybe you can develop a tolerance towards a person if you've been around them long enough. Or if they follow a strict regimen of increasing contact."Celia's every word had been carefully rehearsed. I knew who helped Celia practice her lines!My friends avoided contact with me to such a degree; I was unprepared for Celia's reaching out to touch the exposed skin between my glove and sleeve. I pulled my hand away. Celia's.