At one point he was actually crying while desperately begging for permission to cum.There was plenty of pre-cum, some of which I shared with Terry dur...ing our tongue wrestling but he was good about telling me when he got close.Only once I had to squeeze his cock and balls really hard to keep him from cumming. My fault, he had warned me but I thought I could push just a bit further. I know it's not fair making him suffer for my deeds but who said life was supposed to be fair.Eventually I. The trust was gone and there was no getting it back.I wondered what made her do what she was doing and then I thought of all the chances I'd had to stop being a faithful husband. Chances I hadn't taken because I'd meant what I'd said when I spoke the words "Forsaking all others." I wondered if some of those chances were still available.But first things first. I needed to get through the weekend and then see an attorney on Monday. I knew that we lived in a no fault state and that unless I could. I was so engrossed in the sensations of Fionas warm mouth devouring my dick that the door crashing open nearly didnt register. Oh shit we both said in unison and jumped onto the sofa, I grabbed the paper and put it across my lap covering my wilting tool. Fiona didnt have time to grab anything from the other sofa to hide her open trousers, she did her best to hide it with her hands and pulled her knees up a little. He staggered into the dining room hitting everything in his path before wobbling. " Erika! That was the name of the girlwith the duct tape. Clarissa turned her back to me and raised the hemof her own skirt showing off the tight lycra shorts she was wearing."See these loser?" I did my best to make an affirmative sound. "Theseare called spankies, real cheerleaders wear them over our panties so wearen't flashing cotton when we jump or flip. But you aren't a realcheerleader so you can just wear your panties."Danica already had the panties in her hand and was coming toward.