Then I met her. Her name was Tabitha. I laughed the first time I heard her name. The first thing that came to mind was the kid from the TV show "Bewit...hed." Who would name their daughter Tabitha? We were set up on a blind date by a guy from work, Pete. Tabitha was Pete's girlfriend's roommate in college. She was coming up from South Carolina to Northern Virginia looking for work. She was staying with Michelle for a few weeks until she got a job and got her own place. Pete and Michelle felt bad. I can’t protect her when she’s jogging. She runs at fifteen miles per hour and I’m doing good to get up to eight miles per hour. I try to follow behind her on a bike and the next thing I know she starts heading across country doing that Parkour thing where I can’t follow her. I’m not going in the ocean with her. She attracts sharks and the sharks are going to look at me like I’m dinner.”Ling said, “That is a problem.”“That’s a big problem. No job is worth getting shit out the back end of a. She politely but firmly told you it was time to quit, so you did.The only reason for existence you have had for the past year has been raising the three wonderful daughters Lisa left behind. You try very hard not to let them see you suffer. There have been times you have broken down, but you rally and continue to be there for them. The only thing that has been harder for them than losing their mother has been the declaration of their fucktard of a father that he wanted nothing to do with them. I was fucking his hole with my tongue and his moaning let me know I was doing okay. I had no idea it could be this exciting and I didn't want to leave his ass. I moved from the hole and with a wet tongue dragged it along his crack but pausing at his sweet spot. I used more saliva as lube for my tongue. The smells were overwhelming. It was so fucking hot. I could see him standing in the loose underwear with his balls showing and here I was eating his ass and he loved it.He suddenly pulled his.