Are you sure about this divorce? Don’t you still love me?”“I supposed I’ll always love you, Traci. That’s the problem. I still love you. But...you apparently don’t love me enough.”“Not true, Roger. Come home. Let’s be a family again,” she said.“What made you think I would let you fuck another man, especially when I told you I wasn’t going to let that happen. You know me better than that, Babe. Why?”She didn’t answer, but her blush told me a lot. She honestly thought I was going to give her a hall. The room was nicely appointed, a little pricier than Lynette would have wanted but she was tired and only to happy to have left Cape Simmons and that dreadful house behind. The two queen sized beds were deliciously comfortable, Lynette and Cherie in one and Marissa in the other. Looking forward to some sightseeing and shopping tomorrow, they were all soon fast asleep.Lynette often arose early so Cherie and Marissa suspected nothing when she had already showered and dressed in jeans and sweater. I sat back down and finished my meal, feeling much better when I was done. I still wanted to find both of them, but decided I needed to come up with a better plan. In the meantime, another ritual was scheduled and I had received an invitation. It was not the type of thing that one ignored, so I headed to where I was told it was taking place. Since Lina was a couple of ranks above me, there was a good chance if she was actually here, I might run into her. Not that I even knew exactly what I. He put his hand on the back of my head and was pushing my down, forcing his cock deeper down my throat. I could hear him mumbling, but I couldn't understand what until I felt it, his sperm hit the back of my throat with a force that choked me. I kept his cock burried in my throat untill every last drop was in my belly. I gagged a little bit, the taste of cum is very salty and bitter. Brian just kept rubbing the back of my head until he was finished, then he pulled my head up and kissed my.