It was probably one of those near death experiences stuff.’ he now sat at the edge of the bed looking straight in her eyes. ‘Oh, I see.’ she si...ghed. ‘He told me that if I think only about myself, I’ll end up alone facing the mirror and wishing that I’ve done things another way. Then he said goodbye , and that he’ll be watching over me.’ he said it all with a very calm voice. Those words hit a nerve on her and she thought for a while, but then she decided it was time to tell him the truth.. It was torture. Twenty miles of wondering.When I pulled in the driveway nothing looked unusual. His car was there, the lights were off, and everything was quiet. I snuck in the back door as always, closed it gently, and put my purse down. I could hear talking in the bedroom, so I figured he had fallen asleep with the tv on. The faint smell of strawberries and cream hit my nose. Did he have candles lit for me? I got a little more excited and tiptoed toward the bedroom. When I rounded the corner. She pressed three of her long slim fingers into my mouth and started stroking them deep between my lips. I was tied too tightly to resist and had no choice but to let her fuck my mouth with her fingers. Over and over she jammed her fingers in my mouth, sometimes gagging me, sometimes just stretching my mouth as wide as I could possibly open it but always holding my head in place with her fingers gripped tightly in my hair. She pulled her fingers out and this time I was still gasping to get my. Barb was assigned to the second round but as the men’s competition was ending she was beginning to chicken out. I answered her expected “I don’t think I can do this” with a semi teasing she should save the embarrassment of losing because the first woman winner was good, (NOT) which she reacted with “Oh yeah? I’m better looking and more graceful than her!” God sometime I worship martinis effect. . . When it was time for her round, she looked at me expecting me to relent but I winked at her and.