I can smell my juices and breathe them in. I watch myslef as I use two fingers to part my lips. They are so wet and I slip two fingers inside. I thrus... them gently up and down then bring them to my mouth. I savour the moment as I lick my own juice. This is me, how I taste - warm, strong, musky. I start to stroke all along the length of my folds, watching how my body reacts. I raise one hand to my breast and gently massage it while I move my other hand to my aching clit. I'm so close now and I. ”I felt like I had been kicked hard in the balls. I could barely breathe. Was my sweet wife going to leave me.“I can change. I can be whatever you need.” I pleaded.“I need you to be my sweet, caring, supportive husband. I don’t want you to change one little bit.”“I’m confused. I don’t understand.” “Finish you drink and I’ll explain”I swallowed the remainder of the drink in one big gulp. I needed to hear what came next.“I want you to be my husband for the rest of my life. I want us to grow old. Usane mujhe alag kiya aur meri chaddi ko ek dum se niche kar diya aur mere lund ko dekhkar boli ye kya he,maine bola ki kya kabhi penis nhi dekha toh boli etna bada aur mota(ha dosto mera lund kuch jyada he bada aur mota he, ye bat mujhe bahut bar mere friend bol chuke he)aur boli ki aisa bhi penis hota he kya? Usne mujhe bataya ki uske husband se 4 guna bada aur mota he.Phir maine bhi bola ki ab ye tumara he kuch bhi karo. Aur hum hasne lage.Mai uske boobs ko sahla raha tha aur nipples ki chus. Can they tell I have a gun? If they could, would they be afraid of me?When I returned home, I carefully placed the two paper bags filled with groceries on my doormat. I unlocked the front door and pushed it open. Then I stooped to retrieve the bags. Cradling them in my arms, I stepped inside and shoved the door shut with my butt. I was still humming.I saw movement and froze. My humming stopped. My smile faded. Leia had come out of my living room and was standing with her hands on her.