Ever since my marriage last year, my sex life has been difficult. My husband is serving in the military and since our honeymoon he has only been back ...ome one time to fuck me. I am faithful to him. But I can't live like a nun. I need my kicks.So far I've been getting my kicks by masturbating while I think about other men fucking me. Or by getting on xHamster and looking at cocks and guys jacking off. Or by playing sex games with Holly – my girlfriend in town.I've decided that all of this stuff. This doesn't make me feel happy at all. Surely, I am going to die soon! I know that there is something wrong with me! Am I really dying? But I am just 27.I take a deep breath and try to chase the panic away. The thoughts scurry in my head. I am lying at the bottom of a deep well. I am seeing the light above me. It seems that the well is at least ten meters deep. The woman who pushed me is gone. I don't hear anything except the distant twitter of the birds. How long I have been lying here?The. ..-Well, could you tell them that I was looking for them- I told Mister JoachinUpon hearing this, Mister Joachin knew that I would go, who can imagine what mischievous thoughts were going through his mind when he stopped me:-Are you leaving?- he asked with impetus-Yes- I answer- well, my friends are not here and I just wanted to play with them-If you want you can wait for them here and you could watch television, your cartoons that you like so much- he said-Yes- I just answeredI went into the. I'll come up in a bit." Cindy nodded and went up the stairs. For about another 15 minutes it was just me, watching the movie with my stepdaughter and former lover resting her head against me. At about 10:15 her head fell from my shoulder to my lap. For a minute I thought she was still sleeping, but when she nuzzled her head against my crotch, I suspected otherwise. I felt myself growing hard, and decided to wake her up before she felt anything. "Karla", I said, slightly nudging her.