Entering the bedroom I saw that, while I was gone, my bitch husband had moved out, and into the guest room. He didn't know it yet, but I planned to ma...e his life as spartan as possible. I was going to start by replacing his bed with an old army cot. He wasn't man enough to be in my bed, and never was... he wants to be a bitch, I'm going to treat him like any other woman that would be living under my roof. I also was going to change his name - even legally - but I hadn't decided on what, but it. My hole wasdefinitely tight, so Mustapha had thought of preparing it for his monstercock with a mix of passionate kisses and finger action. It was definitelyworking! A few minutes later, I was oozing with a secretion that made meready to receive my man in me. All the time, my mind had been preparingfor this moment, and this was helping me become even more relaxed.Then Mustapha asked me to lie on my back, and raise my legs. He took themby the ankles and spread them slightly, then spit in his. As Tarjana hunkered to the floor of the jungle and studied the apes, her only concern was how to attack, and which member of the family to take? The adults would feed her better, but the three juveniles might be easier to kill.For perhaps a further ten minutes Tarjana crouched there and watched as the adults started picking grubs from the mound they were sat around, the adults eating sparingly, grunting at the juveniles, encouraging them to ignore the plentiful leaves and eat more of the scarce. This was her moment.The pup kept sleeping as their kiss finally ended, lasting for what seemed like hours. But too short a time by far in her estimation. His too, undoubtedly, and he picked her up in his arms. In through the open bedroom doorway he carried her. There he carefully placed her on the bed and began to slowly and cautiously remove her clothing."No, Enzo, no. I need you now. Please, just take me, lover. Take me." And she took command of her own needs jumping up and stripping off her.