We truly did worship each other and ran our minds ragged trying to find a fault we hadn't noticed before that we couldn't possibly live with. Where I ...ad been in the past, randy 24/7, I could be content to sit and read the paper while she fixed dinner, or the other way around as we both considered ourselves gourmands. However the occasional moment when a hand would come over my shoulder to my crotch while I read made me happy. Or, to see her announce dinner was ready in her apron and have her. My gaze follows yours and we both stare at the thick fluid soaking into the thin material of my dress. I feel the wetness seeping through the fabric and grin wantonly at you. You smile back at me, a mischievous one to my mind, and I get a desire to do something outrageous. I want to blow your mind. Seeing my naughty girl expression, you raise your eyebrows. That makes me giggle, and before you can say anything, I reach out and run my fingers through your spunk, scooping it up. “I hear you gasp. Instead, sheobediently opened her mouth and plunged her open jaws over and down theenormous erection, as far as she could. Relaxing her gag reflex, sheopened her throat, and was able, with some difficulty, to take every inchof his foot-long penis down her throat. His big balls, smelling faintlymusky, but by no means unpleasant, pressed against her chin, and herforehead rested against his lower belly, her face, like her throatentirely stuffed with his cock.The sight of her blonde tresses, her. So I went there, wanting to see her again. I used my bare hands to dig back the stones. It took many months, but eventually I uncovered her and found that my storm spell had turned her into stone as well. I looked at her for many days after the work was done, my memories of childhood welling up inside me. I saw everything I had lost and everything I had thrown away. I wanted to apologize, but my mother couldn’t hear me anymore. So I fell against her trunk and wept. And for the first time in a.