Which would have been just fine withBeth. So far she had managed to keep Sandy from sending him any candidshots. An annual photo with Sandy's hair pul...ed back so as not to show itslength seemed to be sufficient, especially now that he had produced a newset of offspring."Now then, into your playsuit. Arms up."Sandy stood there waiting for the crisp folds to fall over him. In no time,he was settling the smooth material around his legs, cinching the littleyellow tie tight. Even with the corset. But the woman in me was making me burn in jealousy, when I see my lover having love for sunita. Initially I tried a lot to make a gap between them, and I almost got success in that, but now I feel that he still loves her. I had true love for him and was ready for any sacrifice for him. I felt that sunita is “complete woman” because she has given him baby and she played roles of both mother and wife well.This made me think that why couldn’t I be “complete woman” . Even I love him more than. I just wanted to get home and get in the shower. As I walked home, though, I found myself sniffing my right hand—the hand I used to stroke myself. I could smell Jerry's musky scent on my hand. It was strangely arousing.When I got home, I made an excuse to get into the bathroom to take a shower right away. I couldn't wait to clean myself off. But, as I waited for the hot water, I raised my hand to my face again—I thought only to take a last sniff of the scent. But I was wrong. I wound up licking. My eyes stung. I tried to stand, but the ground shook. Coordination was lost to me. The grinding clatter echoed through the canyon.“Slata's hairy cunt,” Angela screamed, her voice thick in pain.“Faoril,” bellowed Thrak.“No, no, Purity,” sobbed Sophia.I stood up, spinning around. I had to do something. My hand gripped a vial of cum. I just had to drink it. I lifted it up to my mouth when fire hissed. I let out a squeak of fright. A flaming sword appeared out of the smoke, swinging for me.I threw.