But what to say? To reveal Ricardo’s true motive would be a disaster. Instead Diego put on his best poker face and pretended reluctantly to concede ...a point. He would tell Ricardo the lie that Ricardo had intended to tell him. “Well, I guess maybe I do. The rational choice of the person at the dead man’s switch is to let the returning party back in no matter what the circumstances, and I’ve got the most rational mind around here.”Ricardo nodded, staring at Diego closely and looking somewhat. I don’t think I could take it, Tommy. I am alone now, and I don’t think I could take your leaving again. Please, promise me you won’t go. Please…” she said."This was important… more important than I first thought. I thought about what she had said. I never knew she’d had such a hard life. I certainly didn’t mean to make it any harder on her. I didn’t leave because I wanted to get out of San Antonio - I had it pretty good while I was here. I left because I got a chance to go to college and. His hand was up under my sweater about half of the time.”“Only half of the time,” I asked?“I guess that’s my half and half special: Half of the time he gets to play with my boobs and rub my belly and the other half he gets to finger me.”My breath was cumming hard now. My wife was just finger fucked by a stranger in the middle of a dark, empty parking lot! How fucking hot is that?Nancy put her hand on my cock and started stroking me. “I can see you really like winning bets! Well, this time I. She was humiliating herself. It was as if she liked getting humiliated.After the quick work, she looked back at him, still on her knees and hands. “Good girl!” she grinned as her master praised her. “Come here.”When she was between his legs, he asked, “Tell me, do you like getting humiliated?” He was rubbing and stroking his cock on her cheeks and lips.She flushed on the question. Then she nodded.He grinned. “What else do you like?”“Forced sex,” she said, her voice feeble. With the last word,.