Could you go and order us a marshmallow and anchovy pizza? I'm starving." Honey, that sounds a bit odd." Don't question me! I'm just hungry that's all... And if you can't order your wife a pizza because she's hungry, what kind of husband are you?" Alright, alright. I'll order you your pizza."*****Five months later:"Honey, run down to the grocery store and pick up a gallon of butterscotch ice cream and a jar of pickles. Please?"Steve had learned over the last few months not to question his now. Dropping to my knees, I had to kick one leg out of my speedos which were still around my ankles. I still had my back to the wall but now the Married Guys cock was at eye height just begging to be released from the lycra of his black speedo. I pulled back the leg of his speedo releasing his fat, throbbing, cut, veiny, purple cock. I was admiring it but I didn't have much time as the Married Guy was thrusting it towards my lips. My back was to the shower wall so it had no where to go except. Can we talk for a minute?”I sigh, but nod, plopping down on the loveseat.“I’m just really worried about you, okay? I mean, I know the money’s good and you can get more by doing that awful blowjob thing. But, you were going to be a teacher! Why give that up just to blow a bunch of dudes for cash?” She looks at me with soft, pleading eyes. “I just don’t want you to end up… I don’t know… like me, a dropout with no direction. I’m just worried about you, Jax. I love you.”I start to unlace my boots. “Jealous cock! Can’t stand to see two cunts having fun withouthim.” (AdProvider = window.AdProvider || []).push({"serve": {}}); “Oh please no, not yet.” “Should we show him mercy?” I asked. “I’ll show him my mercy if you show him yours!” “Kimbra! You are insatiable!” She stuck out her tongue. “But I’m so hungry forsomething good to eat. Okay Stephen, here’s the deal. We’ll bekind. _If_ you.