She knew he was right, and the hand would not improve any further, but urged him to keep up with the exercises at home to hold on to what progress had...been made.Over the following four weeks he spiralled into deep depression.He felt aimless and hopeless, and initially it was only Cassie's pretty face and constant smile whenever he caught her eye that kept him doing what she wanted. Yes, ok, he would go for a daily long brisk walk; yes, ok, he would exercise his fingers; he would do his. “Excellent point,” I answered. “How have you been doing, Ariel?” She frowned and pouted as she explained. “I’m so tired of dating guys who take advantage of me. They only want a good time and to get off; they don’t care about my feelings or my needs.” I tried to be sympathetic. “Be patient, Ariel, maybe you just haven’t found the right guy yet.” “No matter who I go out with they take what they want. Young guys my age can’t last very long and a couple married guys I dated only wanted to do. Big eyes and thick silky hair in a braid reaching her waist. Her figure was like a schoolgirl, medium-sized boobs, height around 5ft 5 inches, pouting pink lips and a small ass with no fat. It looked like her saree would slip off her petite figure any minute.There was no blemish visible on her skin, and she had a recent nose piercing on her right nostril with a thin gold nose ring. I was overjoyed and we were married in a flash.At first, we fucked 3 times a day for two weeks. Then it slowed. I tried not to stare, especially at that meaty, perfectly shaped cock of his. I gathered by now that he was straight, but I thought I had once or twice detected him sneaking a peek at my body.I arrived at the hotel dining room one night to see it pretty full, no empty tables, but there was the that dude, Dave, sitting alone. "Mind if I join you?" I asked. "There don't seem to be any free tables." Sure, that'd be nice."For the first time we talked and he explained he had just sold a business and.