I worried that being separated so long had changed our relationship. Or that having a child changed everything. Would he be the same? Had war changed ...im? Had becoming a mother changed me? I had talked to so many other wives in his squadron who warned me of an emotional change in their husbands post deployment. I was afraid of the unknown. It was such a strange emotion in that for all these months all I wanted was this damn deployment to be over and now I was afraid of what it would bring.I. He took Janice's head in his hands and leaned forward, kissing her lips. "I want you to make love to my cock, like I did to your pussy," he whispered into her ear. "I've wanted this for so long." Then Tim sat back and looked down at his wife. "Take it in your hand and hold it as you lick my balls."Janice reached up with her now- shaking hand and held her husband's hard penis. Slowly she bent her head and brought her lips to his smoothly shaven balls. Her tongue came out and she tentatively. ” He reached down and cupped his bulge in one hand, decidedly uncomfortable at his own vulgar charades. “Yes?”The demon licked her lips.Logan laughed. He couldn’t help it. In his wildest dreams, he could never have imagined such a bizarre scenario. It was all too absurd. “Well ... not exactly what I was expecting, but yeah, why not? “Make love, not war” seems like a reasonable approach to diplomacy. Damn sure beats trying to kill each other, even if this whole situation is nuts, um ... no pun. Married for 26 years, I was institutionalized. A life consisting of blankness gone mad. Difficult to figure the magnitude of time that passed without notice; time overflowing with false purpose. Love, long gone, but the sense of security was always there, until now. I left it all behind; every bitWe found our way back to our corner, only this time no stools separated us. With a good view of the door, waiting for her husband to take her away, we went all in for one more drink.“Did you like.