I started licking her feet which make her more aroused. Then, she asked me to remove and tie the knot again (thaali). She accepted my tie with tearful...eyes.Then, I kissed on her navel and started to press her boobs. She had huge size boobs with brown nipples. I had her one boob in my mouth and my hand is playing with the nipple of another boob which makes her excited. I teased her nipple and I bite it a bit hard.She moaned harder and she asked me to do it softly. Then I kissed her armpits and I. Leaning against the doorway, he said, “Make sure you wear something sexy tonight, honey.” So I picked out the sexiest thing I had, showed it to him and he approved. It was a purple dress with a low neckline trimmed with white lace and the back was open almost down to my butt. It was made of a stretch-knit fabric and he loved the way it fit and hugged my curves. It especially showed off my bust line.I did my makeup: black eyeliner, soft purple eyeshadow, and a pale pink lipstick. He watched me. She severed her emotions, otherwise, she might pick up a knife and stab him as he slept. It helped her not to feel the sting of his hatred now, nonetheless, later, after he left the house, it manifested in bad behavior on her part, and unfortunately, she directed that at the children. She yelled at and hit the kids for no good reason other than for not cleaning their room, picking up their things, a dropped dish, disobeying her instructions or challenging her authority. A challenge to her. I decided I wanted to grab a quick glass of wine and get up the nerve to take pictures of myself. I have never felt as sexy or as alluring as I did right at this minute. I wanted to capture this moment so if for any reason I couldn't dress that I would have proof I was really this woman that I not only felt but looked as well. I walked out of the bedroom and into the gawking face of Steve, who apparently knocked on the door a couple of times and when no one answered, came in to retrieve a.