I just cared about now. "What do you do when that happens?" I asked, praying she'd kiss me."I have never given in to the temptation. I have always bee... the professional." She half smiled, but her eyes were saying that she didn't want to be the professional now, that she wanted her arousal to take over this time. "I don't know why, but I feel I can confess to you..." she looked away again... "that I have masturbated lying exactly where you are now."Her confession instantly put that picture in my. Main maan gaya aur yeh meri jindegi ka ek bahut romanchak faisla tha. Agle din maine hawra station se train li aur guwahati ke liye nikal pada, raste me main sochne laga ki sadi ke bad yeh peheli baar tha ki main akele apni biwi ke bina kahi bahar jaa raha tha. Mainre maan me aya ki kash is train me koi mil jaye jise main pata kar train ke bathroom me le jakar chod saku, par sayad yeh sab sirf imagination wali kahaniyo main hota hai, mujhe koi nehi mili. 20 ghante ke safar ke baad jub main. Finally, I ordered her one to show her. But after she asked me to show her for the third time, I figured it out.“So those that choose to be with you, they must choose to be with the others too?” she asked.“Not exactly,” I said. “Think of it as if you and your sister, Spiro, were both mated to me.”“Not after she discovered how good you make me feel. Then she would try to dispatch me in anger at not being able to feel that good. And she would destroy me if she found out that I had a soul and she. That’s cock hardening within itself. But I have to say the most sexual and erotic moment of sharing my wife, for me, is when she takes his powerful cock in her hands. The way she delicately feels his full length, his girth, his curve that makes her cum, and his man balls that fill her.I stand watching, rubbing myself some ten feet away as my wife of fifteen years buries her head at the base of his shaft, while holding the tip gently with her hand. The smile she gives him, watching his.