After all, we promised one another. And, I am tired of secrets. Since I came to the opera house, my life seems too full of secrets and lies."A single ...ear ran down her cheek unnoticed by both of them and left a crystalline trail of salt in its wake as she relayed to her husband all that happened during their visit to the abode of the Angel of Music.Erik raced from his bedroom with the words of his wife echoing in his head and drowning out her cries of anguish as he attempted to flee from the. With very slowly movements I keep building you to an orgasm but I don’t have any plans of making you cum so soon. I observe your face, you are enjoying my touch as it’s have been several days since I had your dick in my hands and it’s not late until you are on the edge but I let your cock go seconds before you explode denying your orgasm. I like to watch your face when I deny your orgasms, you won’t admit it but deep inside you knew it was too soon and you want to earn your orgasm through my. It was, as far as anyone could see, business as usual.That night Caroline lay in her bed with her baby's crib nearby. She looked up at the pattern of dim lights on the plastered ceiling and put her right hand into the depression where her husband had rested his hip. Please, she prayed silently, please, help me understand. She lay very still, forced herself to breathe slowly and deeply, but she could not sleep. Her heartbeats seemed unnaturally loud and quite irregular.As quietly as she could. I turn to my side, bending my elbow and resting my head in my hand just so I can watch you. You lay on your back, your torso naked, strong and beautiful – the cast of the moon on your body seems to almost make it glow. Your chest rises and falls in time with your deep steady breathing. Whenever I wake in the middle of the night, this is what I do. I lay here and I watch you sleep. There is no tension in your face. Your jaw is not clenched. Your brow is not furrowed. You just lay there relaxed.