Well that is because it just doesn’t happen a lot. Again – we are getting older and things have kind of settled on that front. Also my wife has pu... on some weight with the years – not a lot but enough to where the changes in her body are more of a concern to her than they are to me. I have changed some as well and am not as trim and fit as I used to be either of course. I still catch guys checking her out occasionally. Whenever I try to tell her that she tells me I am hugely mistaken and that. The milk splayed out along with blood. He then cauterized the wounds and tied me up in the middle of the room. He then took a bull whip and whipped me until I was u*********s. It was one of the best jobs of whipping me that I have had and I thoroughly enjoyed each lash. The orgasms were intense and I love it when they get that way. The cuts on my tits were opened wide and more milk and blood was seeping out. I was bleeding it seemed from everywhere. I didn’t want him to stop, but then I. The powerful legs that held her body aloft rippled with muscle beneath her shining hide, as thick around as the pillars of rock that surrounded her, her tail as girthy as a tree trunk. It dragged across the floor, sending a few errant coins scattering, her scales shifting in hue from sapphire to emerald depending on how they caught the light.“What will you do now, Hedge Knight?” she rumbled. Her voice was so deep that he felt it rattle his teeth, penetrating him down to the bone, the deep. ..So, to recap where we left off. I was basically faced with a woman that had just been caught in a forbidden act. Then after questioning and coming to no real explanation of what was happening. Had the audacity to say that she wanted to be fucked. Right there in the middle of the thing. The thing that was still happening. And unresolved. What do you do? What did I do? I fucked Her. I'm not a fucking idiot. Anyhow, this would get my mind off things and give me time to figure out how to move.