.. but... you know what you are feeling, I won't bother trying...I tell your bitch wife to get back on my cock, and she does, I throat fuck her some m...re, and it is causeing her to work up a mouthy froth of spit and cock slime and mucus and disgust... and I hold her head as I fuck it... right above your face, so that all the shit that her mouth is producing... drips right on to your face...and soon you are a disgusting frothy mess of another mans precum, and the amazing amount of your wifes. She wanted to wrestle and fuck me. I avoided her moves and said – baby i am tired and u are hurting me. Can we please do this tomorrow. She looked at me and silence followed. I saw her eyes well up and said OK. And went to the other side of bed and rolled herself into a small ball.I knew i had done something wrong. I slowly approached her and slowly held her dick. She smacked on my hands. I removed her hand and held her tower again. She said – hato. please mujhe nahi karna. I laid her flat on. It was the start of our retraining of all 500 of the embassy personnel. Next week would be busy again.Saturday morning we had a long breakfast at the gym refreshment center with the four homeless girls. We learned a little more about them and I'm sure they did about us.Jenny wanted to spend more time in the gym today. I volunteered to watch the boys. It was the first time I had been able to sit with them by myself for more than a few minutes during the day time; there had always been one of the. “Oh, Daddy, why did she do this?”Larry held his daughter tightly in his arms rocking her back and forth. All his grief, betrayal, and sadness came pouring out of him as he let go of the ropes holding his emotions in. He nearly collapsed as he cried in her arms.“She can’t die,” he said, “I won’t let her.”“Why, Daddy? Why?” was all Tina could say.Larry knew why. Faith had cheated on him. He caught her, and he left her. Her guilt had been too much, and she tried to kill herself. Was it worth dying.