Was God Upset With This Guy ?

About six months after my husband's death. I attended a party at his old motorcycle club house. I hooked up with some of the old ladies and caught up on old news. After a few coke and rums I was in the mood to suck on a juicy dick. I ended up with one of his old club brothers. Thier club house was an old two and half story building with a small room in the loft. He led me up to this room. Set up as a bedroom well you know for a quick fuck with one of the old ladies. He sat down on a chair, and I kneeled down between his legs. I then unzipped and unbuckled his pants. Releasing his dick. Leaned down and started sucking his dick. I felt his dick get hard. At one point I wanted a view. Because something wasn't just right So I consolidated on licking the head and kissing it. OH My God his stiffie looked like a ballpark hotdog. I thought poor guy. So, I went back and took him as far as I could down my throat. About five minutes later my throat was coated with his load. Wasn't what I wanted but he was happy.