I don't like your husband. He is a lying asshole and I can't stand his ass." So what does that have to do with me?" You are his wife." And that means ...e can't be friends? Since when does my husband get to determine who I like and don't like?" It is just that it is awkward." How so?" We don't get along now so how is it going to be now that he knows that you and I are friends?" So why does he need to know?" You mean he doesn't?" How would he?" I thought that after I mentioned I worked for him you. In the nightI asked her wat she was searching over the net at that odd time?She told me frankly that she was recently married and the first two months of the marriege were wonderful. But then her husband’s ship started sailing for long durations say for 15-20 days with a gap 0f 3-4 days interval. And she was feeling lonely those days. She said that it is easy to pass the time during day as she has some ladies in her neighbourhood of her age but i was very hard to pass the nightsI asked y?To. Her soft kiss found my open mouth. As Koos pushed his cock between our lips, I realised the significance of the act. They invited me into their inner circle, into their lifestyle.I wrapped my hand around his throbbing erection and looked at the smooth head hiding beneath the foreskin. A blue blood vein travelled from beneath the head alongside the shaft before disappearing in his groin. Johan, my ex-husband, never wanted me to touch or take a closer look at his penis. Now, another man’s wife. "I think I wanna get some fresh air. I'm goin' up on deck." I couldn't find uh gag today, Sir." Alex says softly "But if you need me ta stay quiet, I can." Do I treat you like mah slave?" No." he sounds confused."Have I ever look like I want'd uh slave?" Not really. That kinda why I usually call you "Dom' not 'Master'; it ain't fit."I didn't think so. That's not me. I don't own people; I don't use them. It's not just family history - it's my history. Barb doesn't understand that.I suddenly.