Because I loved him. It only took him three weeks after our honeymoon to turn that love into fear. It took me six years after that to finally get away...from him. I remembered how he had broken down with grief when he had gotten the news that his brother was dead, and me thinking that it was odd because just three days earlier he had been so venomous in his hatred of Simon. But I had put it down to him loving his brother more than being mad about getting passed over by his parents. Then I simply. This became a daily routine. This was going well for 15 days or so and one day when i was shagging in my room, suddenly mami came in with some wet clothes in her hand (actually i had a clothes stand in my room which i use to put my washed cricket clothes) to put them on the clothes stand. The moment she entered the room, she saw me shagging and i shot my load right then. She came in and hung her under garments (bra and panty) on the stand and went back. Next day again she came to my room to. The sweet smell of arousal filled my nose as my tongue first made contact with her dripping sex. "AAAhhhhhh oohhhhhhh hhhhmmmmm..." She moaned as my hands touching were around her ass while my tongue touched the inner part of her pussy .I could feel the flood of fluid flow from Jessica whose body shook in orgasm. Her hands holding my head tight, her cum dripping all over my face and down her thighs onto my arms. "Now it’s my turn" she said as she turned around and got on her knees on the. Here I am in the bathroom at work.Do I have to shit? No.I just- I just keep getting overly fucking emotional. I fucked up apretty big order with a customer this morning and got yelled at for it.I couldn't get angry back like I always do. I felt the anger but thenmy ears started burning and my face got all hot and-I had to bite my lip when I felt the tears starting. Hard. I had tobite hard and blink and just nod my head and take it until I could getup and make a fucking beeline for the.