Her actions only proved that. If I was a bastard for leaving her, shoot me. I had provided her an absolutely free living for 35 years and I was done. ...he only had sex with me, well, we hadn't 'cohabitated' for almost 19 years. I think the last time we fucked, we conceived my daughter. I don't know that we had ever made love. Just fucked.Yeah, so I'm wimp. I was screwed up by my upbringing that taught me that a woman — any woman — was to be respected and honored. Cherished. I wish my church had. His body was to her liking. He was now clad in skin tight leather trousers and a short sleeved leather tunic with a padded leather breastplate. Her fantasy space commander uniform. She'd willed his clothes to mutate while he was fetching the whip.He rotated back to face her, her clothes had changed as well. She was now clad in a white cape, lined in deep read. The cape opened as if blown by a phantom gust of wind, again something she'd willed. She was naked under the cloak. Travis's eyes. As they watched she reached down and slipped her hand inside the elastic band of the jockey shorts he was wearing. She was so tickled to find more life in his wiener than there had been for a really long time. As he continued to watch she got down between his legs and pulled it out of the opening and started in with some of the new oral skills that she’d learned today. When it became firm enough to possibly insert, she pulled him down to the floor and mounted him. Her pussy was still dilated. So lovely, so sexy. That husband of yours is an asshole."Deanna closed her legs and pouted. "That idiot. All I wanted was to give him a night to remember. We haven't had sex in almost two weeks, something is always getting in the way. I honestly wanted to give him my ass. You know my rules, nothing you get, he doesn't. But the fucker came home drunk off his feet. I was all ready and lubed, and he just fucked it all up." Your ... ass?" said Jordan, clearly interested in what he was.