Before I could explain, she blew up and said "I guess mom and dad was right! I should have listened to them. You don't love me!", crying hysterically ...he whole time. When I finally got her calmed down, I explained to her that I would never ask her to do that. I told her I wanted to bring another guy into our bedroom. She had trouble understanding why I wanted to do that but she did agree to think about it. Shortly after we married, we lived in a mobile home in a neighboring town. I got hooked. We came together with a roar from me and a muffled scream of joy from Karen. We remained connected together as we drifted into sleep.We woke up together as always. Karen got up and dampened a cloth to wipe me and then her down from last night. I gave her a kiss and headed out after dressing sufficiently to go out in public. Melissa handed me a towel, fresh boxers, and my kit through the door. I said, "Good morning," and headed down to take my shower.Paul joined me moments later. After dressing,. Without a break his toilet companion verbalised her frustration and, he felt, her relief. The pair both sighed with the relief, and neither could hold back a grin as they shared that emotion. As her immediate need diminished the young woman turned her head in order to sneak a peek at what he was holding and directing towards the urinal. Spotting this out of the corner of his eye he casually moved to his left to help her get a better view of his cock, he even changed hands. She made a small. Her story listening and mostly laying on my chest before sleeping at night became a habit to her. She stayed with us up to her 7th standard. As we were having no standard schooling she went back to her parents.After that neither I could go to their house nor she came to us. But she was talking with me over phone and her grand mother was going there occasionally. In last summer vacation, after completion of her 10th she came with her mother. She was quite grown up and her figure was drastically.