" Hang on; let me check."She turned to me. "You remember Mary Ellen Frasier?" I nodded a yes. "She's Mary Ellen Watson now. She's having a party and t...ere will probably be a few others there you know. Want to go?"I had nothing better to do so I said yes. Then I said that I needed to run up to my room first and Annie asked me if she could come up and use my bathroom."I'd rather use a real towel to clean up with instead of the paper towels in the ladies' room here."As we walked to the elevators. His balls were knocking on her pussy lips every time he thrusts into her.Ankit wanted this moment to last forever. But he knew that soon they both would cum. Their bodies were pressing each other and she was thrusting back rhythmically. Her eyes were shut and she was crying out in the air.“Ohhh Ankit, I needed this so much. I wanted this.” She screamed. Her voice was husky because of the pleasure she was getting. “You knew that I wanted to make love like this. You know how to please your aunty.. Just a minute, I saved it.? I crawled out of bed to grab my dataplaque. It gave me a moment to re-read the message myself, which is the only reason I?d mentioned it.?Stop that!? Crystal yelled. ?I can feel you, inside, as you read the note. It?s just *writing* for God?s sake. You don?t have to cream yourself!??Um, yeah. Well see for yourself.? I handed the note over - to Amber first.?I?d been really mad at him before, and really happy afterward. I think I may have cried a teeny bit. I. I again began to dress in lingerie and masturbate with the black dildos in my collection. One day my wife came home early and discovered me in the very embarrassing position of having on lingerie and a big black dildo up my ass masturbating and taking pictures. You can imagine her reaction. That night she moved into the guest bedroom.We were legally separated but continued living in the same house until we could sell it and get a divorce. My sole sexual expression and release during that time.