"All right, all right, that's enough," Tad said. "Whatever Louise tells you tomorrow, it won't be as bad as any of those. Now let's relax and see what...s on TV."Thursday at lunch, Louise had apparently had time to prepare her little spiel. "Please don't -- ahh -- be too judgmental about this," she said as a preamble. "It's not as bad as it might sound to you, at first." Spill it, Louise, the suspense is killing me." OK. Listen. Don. Don has a... a porn collection." You mean, like, dirty books?". I was hurting too much to remember all the sensations I was having, and with my back facing the mirror, turned my head so I can see the locks, but my eyes were full of tears, I kept blinking till I could see better,Rotating the dial till the white marks lined up and click the first one was off, I began shaking again but no orgasm but it felt like it, I was being milked I’m sure, all the ropes were burning from my crawl across the floor, I just lay there shaking sweating and tears running down. And when we do meet four of five times a year for a holiday of a week or two, we are like wild beasts in bed. Maybe all this is holding our marriage together. But last year something happened. My hubby’s holiday was cancelled twice and we had not met for months. We used to do phone sex during these days but things were getting little tense. That was when my hubby suggested something I never expected of him. He asked me if I was feeling like having an affair? If not, I must do it as his next. Having sex with a dementia patient. She could lose her license and her job. What in the hell was she doing?Unfortunately, she had a fetish for old men. Old men made her horny and she just could not say no. She took medicine for her condition but when sex presented itself, her condition took over. Sasha was a sex addict. Sex was on her brain twenty-four hours a day. When she was home, she masturbated and at work she tried to be good.In the meantime, she took off her work clothes and lay on her.
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