If push came to shove I was prepared to die fighting to protect her but they had shown little interest in her. It was me they wanted. They say **** is...'t about sex it is about power but I think it was about both. The leader was as big as me but several years younger. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his semi erect dick."Ass or mouth?" He asked slowly. My eyes widened and I glanced at my wife. "She won't help you bitch," he said sternly. "She'll probably enjoy the show." He smirked. Maybe we needed to just talk and clear the air. Maybe, it wasn't as bad, as I thought it was. Maybe, she did love me but had some reason why she was cheating on me. Maybe, there was something we could do, to get things back in line. I didn't want to lose Andrea. I loved her too deeply. I needed her. I depended on her. She was my one and only, the love of my life. Without her... I could not think.I spent my time traveling very slowly and trying to think clearly. I stopped off a couple of times. She had never been turned on by tits before. She had to reach down and pull her penis up to keep it from being kinked. It was really long, longer than the longest that had been in her vagina. It stuck out the top of her panties, and it felt really good to touch it. But as sexy as she saw herself in the mirror, obviously, she couldn’t fuck herself, and she had no vagina. She said something to John. He said, “look at me” and gestured between his legs. John had a vagina that looked just like her. So apart from fess I used to do my evening breakfast in her, as my place was far from hers. Hence after I teach her daughter she used to spend time with me from 5-7, as her husband is usually always away for trips mostly. In that 2 hours we used to talk everything and we have been so close that she knows about me everything-more than anyone else.And in that way she came so close that she knew about my personal things. Richa is also a very frank women- she used to talk to me about that do I have.