As life went on and things changed, the frequency dropped but the passion and excitement were there. Both declined over time and over the last three y...ars, it had vanished.The Great Drought, as I call it, had begun. I am not sure what started it all, it just happened. My wife was always tired in the evenings, sleeping in her recliner by 8:30, as the tv displayed whatever she was watching. She seemed listless, slightly depressed. Her moods changed often during the day. She drifted away from me.. She stared at him for a moment before speaking. ‘I’m sorry for being so judgmental earlier. I guess my poor brain was overwhelmed.’ ‘Don’t apologize, Velvet. You did nothing wrong. I just didn’t express myself as well as I could have.’ She stood, taking their plates and was in the kitchen for several minutes before returning with bowls of salad greens. A second trip brought a platter of dressings and he selected Roasted Red Pepper Vidalia while she opted for Three Cheese Caesar. Again, more. . bad news for all, but especially for the unlucky patients on the wrong end of triage. It was an ever present reality of medical combat duty, the elephant in the room, but it was also a sign that things weren’t going all that well. It was bad enough to have to sort out and prioritize some patients over others on the basis of their chances, but far worse to have to do so in a hectic, frantic manner. Mistakes were sure to happen, even more than usual, of course.At least we didn’t get sent to. I fed it to her a little at a time probably no more than a quarter or half inch. Each time I allowed her to adjust to the thickness and deepness of the penetration. It seemed like hours before my cock was fully lodged in her ass. Once I thought she was comfortable I started fucking her ass, first with short stokes and then longer ones.I was so turned on as I watched my cock saw in and out of her big beautiful ass. Pam had her head turned to the side of the mattress and she was gripping the bed.