I would often lie in bed at night and fantasize about her tits, about touching them and rolling those huge nipples between my lips. On a few occasions...I had managed to get a fleeting glimpse of them. I had learned that on weekends, she would often not wear a bra, and I had discovered that if I sat at the breakfast counter in the kitchen, I could often catch a glimpse of them down her t-shirt as she bent over to load the dish washer. They were dark and thick and just begging to be sucked! I also. Havent been right since the last day of last year. Something is going on here, something I have to see through. Perhaps what I am, all stripped down and bare, is an animal. Maybe animals sometimes do strange things to other animals. I once saw a bunny rabbit humping a cat. Maybe the bunny rabbits do deserve their reputations. Nevertheless, strange things are not for me. Two weeks ago was an aberration. A sick aberration. I am going into this place tonight. I am going to watch the hungry. Their session was a marathon one. There's no telling how many timesAnnie orgasmed, but Rob came twice, and after the second one I waspredictably beckoned to the bed."You know what I want you to do, don't you hubby?" Annie teased,displaying her cum-filled pussy."Yes, Ma'am." Good. Get to it."I was allowed to climb on to the bed to position myself between mywife's legs. I hesitated for a split second and began licking. The tasteof Rob's cum no longer fazed me, although it did taste a. More upbeat. Smiling most of the time. It just took an afternoon of acceptance and caring, and there she was. Human again.She dropped a pair of Hello Kitty panties she was folding on the bed and walked over to me. She put her arms around my waist, her head on my chest, and squeezed.“Thank you, Chuck. You really are my knight in shining armor, aren’t you? Do you have any questions for me? I know you’re curious, and I know you are afraid to ask. Afraid to embarrass yourself, or me, but don’t.