Just like that, as she distantly felt her husband’s gentle hands on her face, she drifted to sleep again.She woke up again, clinging on to her husba...d, her anchor. “Hey,” he said hesitantly. “Hey,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. He turned away, for a second too long.“Here, have some water.”He is avoiding me, she thought to herself.“I got some breakfast for you after you first woke up. But by the time I got it ready, you were dead again,” she heard her husband say, his back still facing her.. So here it is:I want you to tie my wrists to the bed, leaving my ankles untied so you can move them easily to where you want them. I then want you to put my pussy juice soaked panties into my mouth with duct tape over my mouth as well and then you walk up to me and put your hand firmly on my neck and give me a kiss on my forehead. you strip down and pull your belt off your pants and tell me to spread my legs as far as i can, i do as you tell me to, and you lightly start whipping my inner thighs. And, also had sex a few times.Mona: Hahaha. Oh my, Ayan!Ayan: What, Mom?Mona: How did you manage to?Ayan: I knew her well before we started dating, Mom. And, after my second break up, we were just casually talking, and I felt she was the kind of person I wanted. And even she felt the same. So, that is how.Mona: Hahahaha. Oh my Ayan. That is not what I meant.Ayan: Err… What else did you mean, Mom?Mona: Hahaha. What I really asked was, how did you manage to have sex inside a car?Ayan: Mom.Mona:. She was too valuable to him as she was now, for myriad reasons, and so he tentatively decided not to upset the status quo."Ok Alani, we'll give this a try. But, you have to make sure that nobody sees any of your... copies. Can you keep track of all of them?" Of course, Sir. They're all me, after all. Nobody will suspect a thing," she replied with a perfectly manicured wink that tightened his pants before turning back to her monitor.And Alani was right, of course. Over the next month, at any.