Always remember that. I love you."The phone went dead.I stared at it, puzzled. And then it hit me. There'd been an influx of her friends in the last w...ek or so, and some of them were pretty dedicated to the Revolution. She had to be involved with that. And given what I knew about some of those people, that could mean she was in some serious trouble.I checked the bottom drawer of her dresser. There was $26,000 in neatly wrapped stacks of bills hidden under her clothes. I could do some serious. .fucking dishes not done wasnt worth getting my ass fuck like she didI tried to argue i didnt like it but she woud only laught saying i had moan and cum her toy in me, i must like it somehowbut she seemed to have like it so much i endup admitting one night both i the shower it was maybe just too big but i liked it because it was with hernext thing i knew she wanted to shave my ass and tried to please me better, slower , more lubeher cute eyes glowing asking me to let her fuck me againi coudnt. Then I ran my fingernail over just the tips of each, revelling in teasing them. I imagined my partner doing this to me as I was tied somewhere, helpless and at his or her mercy. I felt a tingling start deep inside my body that was begging to be increased and then satisfied. "Be patient," I whispered to myself. I wanted this to be an all consuming orgasm that I can fall asleep to and wake up wanting to do it again. I used the soap to lather my belly and worked my slippery hands down across my. I used to masturbate thinking about them. Once or twice she saw me peeping but never said anything.I got my luck because her husband was working abroad and after marriage she went there to stay for a few months. She came back in May as her visa expired. I started speaking to her again. Most of the time she looked sad because she missed her husband. I started giving her company. One day while speaking i asked her what she misses the most. She told her husband being next to her. I don’t know why.