Instinctively I knew that as much as I wanted to swear at her for what her husband had done to me, that I had to listen to her, because she was obviou...sly a victim as well.I pulled off the path, and waited for Nancy to catch up, hesitating, not sure what I should say. Fortunately she spoke to me first, "Steve, please believe me when I say I didn't know what he was doing. I can't believe he did that, to Donna, and the others" As she spoke, a tear trickled out of the corner of her eye, and slid. She heard herself say, "Anything."The judge then arose and repeated, "Anything?"Debbie nodded her head yes."Well there may be a way to solve both our problems. Over ten years ago I lost my wife and I have never had the desire to have another women since. A man can only stand so much pressure before he must do something to relieve it." With that he returned to the couch.The judge placed his hand on the bare leg of Debbie just below her crouch and looked into her eyes and said, "Can you help me. "To hell with the bread," I said as I moved in behind her. I put my hands on her hips and pulled her ass back towards my growing erection. "Oh God," she said with a surprised whimper as she dropped the pan into the sink. "What are you doing?" I didn't reply. I just squeezed her hips harder and pulled her back more. She started squirming and tried to turn around. I pushed my body up against hers, she was pinned between me and the counter. "Let me go," she demanded. "What in the hell do you think. I file that little tidbit away for another day. It helps my revenge plot to know what sexual tricks I can use to keep these men on a leash. Placing my lips tightly around the head of his cock, I run my tongue around the tip, then without warning I take him as deep as I can. Mark thrusts his hips forward, trying to go even deeper, and I have to pull back a little to keep from gagging. He is coming off the piano now, supporting himself with his hands while his feet continue to press down on the.