You have to do that every chance you get while she visits with us. You're her hero, so just keep her well fucked and it'll make all the rest of us hap...y. Besides, she's now so far in your head, she'll make you come standing by yourself if she wants." Mercy laughed as she gave me a kiss and headed below.Just before Juanita came up to relieve me, I heard in my head, "I love you, Steve. Come have some breakfast and go to bed for a nap, this time with a wife."Juanita came up and I went below for. “Only on my terms, dirty girl.” He’d growled playfully. Grabbing her wrist, he’d pulled her down the stairs and pressed her face down on the sturdy wood table in the dining room, kicking her legs apart as he entered her dripping wet snatch, his cock still sticky with her spit and his sperm, thrusting himself inside of her hungry cunt, his fingers digging into her thighs until wave after wave of ecstasy rolled through her. She smiled, recalling how he’d teased her, telling her that her screams. The faerie was doing poorly. She whimpered on her back, her feyhound Scáthnamhaid lay beside her, resting its head made of wicker on his paws. “Just hang in there.”“K-kora?” Aingeal asked through chattering teeth.I glanced at Sven's sister. She lay beside him, her body looking so small, the blanket pulled up over her. She trembled in her sleep. I leaned over her, my heart pounding ice through my veins as I peered down at her.“Kora?” I asked.“I... I...” Kora opened her eyes, her blues dulled to. Why am I so sad, why to do such a thing?There must be something wrong with me surely?I am a reasonable husband and a reasonable father. I am, in fact, a respected person within my local community. So why am I doing this? Sharing my soul with strangers?Do I really think that strangers could help my current lockdown shit?I don't know, all I know is that the words are flowing.I'm generally sad and aware that my wife is no longer interested in having any form of sex, which has lead me to the.