Nicholas hesitated for a moment before he shook his head. ‘I’ve thought about it a lot and I know that if I had those moments to live over I would... do them in almost exactly the same way. Perhaps in retrospect I would have used a different kick, maybe I would have tried to kill the man in the stairwell with a single blow rather than toying with him like a cat tortures a mouse, but the end result would be the same. They’d still be dead and I’d still be a murderer.’ Dr. Moll nodded his head. It was enough and I got up and went to kneel by Robert. I put my arm round him and kissed his forehead."You're too honourable for your own good," I told him.I turned to my husband and warned him, "I'm afraid you're not going to like this but it's clear that Robert is just too decent to tell you. He can only explain by making Elizabeth look like Machiavelli and by blackmailing you." Janet, no!" Robert realised that I knew enough to spill the beans."Janet, yes!" I told him. "I know because. I complied with an intense kiss and started rubbing her bobbies. Her bobbies felt awesome and rubbing it made her moan in pleasure. I lifted her in a stand and a carry position and started to make out with her and on doing so she exclaimed and said “you know how make a women happy!” after an amazing make out session, i placed her down and bit her neck and told her to take off her bra. She complied with the same while kissing my lips.I applied lubricant on her boobies and started to fuck her. I am the last chance your marriage has. If your wife had chosen anyone else, your marriage would be over by now."He stammered and started to say something and I stared straight into his eyes and said “Shut the fuck up, right now.”He glared at me but his was quiet.“Let’s see, Kyle, if this sounds familiar. You barely touch your wife. You jerk off to all kinds of porn almost every night. You come home, tired, eat her food and watch sports. You are crabby, constantly pissed off by anything she.