Of course I made sure she had the best medical care and paid for her stay at the Redwood, but emotionally I was unable or unwilling to muster the cour...ge to do all the things her therapist recommended. For awhile I could hardly stand to be in the same room with her for any length of time. Had I not witnessed her self-destructive meltdown that Sunday morning – my wife dressed like a hooker, and heard the phone calls from her co-workers, and seen the drugs, I might have been able to join her, as. Gently pulling each of her stiff nipples forward, pulling just enough to lift the weight of each breast up..The woman's hands become more exacting.. A familiar buzzing fills the room as I begin to use a vibrator on my wife's clit along with my tong, the majority of my hand deep inside my wife, gently fucking and streching the muscles of her pussy as open as her body would allow and sending the strongest waves of pleasure through her body that she had ever felt before..The woman had selected. The only thing I had on was my panties. She started kissing down my body. As she got to my chest, she took one nipple in her mouth and flicked it with her tongue. Taking the other between her fingers before switching. She slid her hands down my side as she kissed down my stomach. She lingered at my waistline, dragging her tongue along it. Kissing my hip bones as she got to them. She put her hands under my ass and began taking my panties off with her mouth, stopping to kiss the inside of my. ”“Were you crying, Michael?” Cece noticed.“He was just singing to Andrew,” Princess said.“When I sing to him, all he does is cry louder,” Paul informed us.“Now, that’s not always true honey,” Cece said to him. “Andy can be a handful at times.”“I just got him at a good time, I guess,” I said. “How long before dinner is ready?” I asked Liz and Jennie.“Thirty minutes or more,” Liz said.“Let’s talk about what we would like to do starting next school year,” I suggested. “Princess, could you hand me.