I began to walk to the bed, my heart aching for him, needing him to touch me the way he once did so eagerly. Indian sex In his sleep he had kicked the covers off of himself and his limp penis lay seductively across his thigh. I moaned quietly as I began to come down from my self induced high. I had time to rub one out real quick. ~~~Her~~~
I unlocked the front door and walked in. That was shitty and I’m an asshole. Why am I considering doing it now? Did he really just say that to me???” my brain screamed. I’m a married woman who loves her husband. Wait… did we…? ~~~Him~~~
Watching her on her hands and knees on the kitchen floor scrubbing the stickiness out of the linoleum was
