I am ready-His eyes were shining with lust upon hearing these. He took me at once on his arms, ran upstairs, and laid me on the bed. I wad looking at ...is eyes, as he was slowly laying by me.He then took me into him, with his arms round my hip, and we started lip kissing each other. He was doing it more passionate than ever, as if I felt. I also tried to do it as good as I can.While kissing, he slowly took off my head cover and I did not object it. Then he broke the kiss and started eating the. Most of us don't. Oh, we think about it fleetingly, as it touches our lives now and then, but we don't actually give it the honor it is due. Some people think there isn't any such thing as coincidence, and that everything is preordained. They would call coincidence fate. I'm not one of those people.Coincidence is neither good nor bad, in and of itself. The results can be either, of course, but you can't blame that on coincidence.Take, for example the coincidence of a weak bolt being installed. ’I showed my wife and two daughters how it worked, that was my mistake! After that the grass stopped growing and I never got a chance to ride it. However I still had to maintain it. It used a lot of gas and I had to add a little oil every now and then too. I quickly put an engine hour meter on it so that I could tell how long it had been run.Every day when I came home from work there was at least an hour or more of time added to the hour meter. Not one of my women would admit to using it but. But, if you'll have me,from here on out I'm not his wife. I am your..lover, or woman, or slut, or whore. W...whatever you want me to be, whatever you want to do with me. Totally. Without reservations."Then she turned to me with a wiked look in her eye."You want that too, don't you, B? You want to give me to Samuel completely, don't you? So that he can do anything he wants with me? Even prostitute me?"Blushing in shame, I admitted I did.So he did use her, all three holes, bringing her to her Big.