” Beth said softly.Katie went deep again and again, and each time she came up for air her saliva flowed down my shaft. A teardrop ran down each of h...er smooth cheeks.While Katie was catching her breath, Beth surprised me with her assertiveness. She grabbed my cock and stuffed the head in her mouth. The newbie wanted to imitate her more experienced friend, but gagged immediately when she tried to go past her tonsils.“It’s okay,” I said. “You can make me feel good without going deeper. Just suck. I moved to sit next to her on the couch, embracing her, and swiping her long hair away from her face… brushing tears from her cheeks. ‘He’s not even going to be here for the birth of our daughter. He promised. Promised!…’ she sobbed, as she turned into my shoulder. We embraced for a long moment. And then I walked over to my desk. Lifting my glass to take a sip of wine, I turned to Cathy. ‘I am so sorry about your husband Billy… what can I do to help?’ And frankly, over the rim of my glass, I. 'Reverend Billy Bob the Baptist spoke next. He was in a wheelchair, had one arm and both legs in casts, and had an IV drip.In his best fire-and-brimstone oratory, he exclaimed, 'WELL, brothers, you KNOW that we Baptists don't sprinkle! I went out and I FOUND me a bear. And then I began to read to my bear from God's HOLY WORD! But that bear wanted nothing to do with me.So I took HOLD of him and we began to wrestle. We wrestled down one hill, UP another and DOWN another until we came to a creek.. "I'll be back, sometime." The door slammed behind him and I heard the car leave.I simply sat there. I watched the shadows lengthen and nightfall arrive. I switched on the lamp beside the couch, afraid that the darkness would claim me.It was the next afternoon before I heard the door open. I was still sitting on the couch. I was afraid to go most anywhere else in the house. Definitely not our bedroom. I had used the shower by the utility room to clean up, scrubbing myself as I had never done.