"...Wait, for real?"You nod again. Your heart is about to pound out of your chest. "Is this really want you want, honey?"You nod slowly....SUBMISSION.... years later.Truth. Reconciliation. You and your wife both confronted the future together. Life has taken you to places you never dreamt existed. Your wife almost seems to grow younger with each year. All smiles. She wears sundresses and sandals. She does yoga. She radiates feminine contentment.And you. You are more content than ever.This is. They jiggled deliciously making me tremble with desire. I moved closer to her, put my hands on her shoulders and gently pushed downwards as I moved my legs apart. She dropped to her knees in front of me, lowering her face until I could feel her breath on my lower tummy. I moved my legs further apart and gently pulled her head closer. She responded by placing her hands on my bottom, her fingers caressing, exploring as she slipped them into the dark cleft between my cheeks. I shivered. Her lace panties are already moist. Your hands slide up around the outside of her thighs, under her hiked skirt, to find the waistline of her panties. You begin to slide then down, and she imperceptibly lifts her butt and then her thighs to help you get them off. You pull them all the way down and she lifts heeled foot, then the other, and you have them off. You find the gusset and press them to your nose and inhale again, thanking God for what is happening right now. You place the panties. " But sadly, Ethan realized that this was exactly what he was. Dr. McGreuter had made him addicted to sex, and then ensured that he was the only one around that could possibly satisfy that need. Somehow, as difficult as it was, Ethan gathered together what courage he could and stepped inside the lab. He stopped, suddenly fearing discovering, but there was no sign of any alarm. Ethan let out a sigh of relief, then went to try finding some way to turn back to normal. And the first thing that he.