And this body." You don't remember your past, your life, or your identity?" I remember... things. There are images, and I remember a bit about whoI am..... or was, but this, this is not right." Dean... it is my professional opinion that you are in a state ofpsychogenic fugue; albeit a peculiar case of one." Come again?" A fugue is a case in which the subject literally blocks out his or herentire identity, a very real version of what is typically depicted asamnesia on the soap operas. It often. The second encounter was Eric, big 8 inch cock he finished round one with a good hard face fuck blowing a string of cum straight at Monica's face then shoving back into her mouth and blowing the remainder of his spunk into her mouth giving her no option but to swallow as much as she could as he continued to fuck her face, (read other stories on this).If you think Eric was enough to stop sharing Monica as that was our first wife sharing encounter with me present and not what we expected, it. Not with all this protectivecoloration. So I did you a favor. Didn't I, Cherry?"My head was spinning but I managed to whisper, "Yes, Maggie," and had thesense to add, "Thank you, Maggie." And therefore you should show some gratitude. How about if you do thatby, oh, I don't know, maybe by... kissing my feet."Without further instructions I slid off the chair, sank to my knees, gotmy face almost on the floor, and pressed my made-up lips against her baretoes. I did it repeatedly, in a daze of. But please know that I’ll never leave Dave for you. I promised him that and I mean to keep that promise.”Again, another pause before she continued. A smart and confident woman, knowing that what she was saying shouldn’t be hurried. “I love Dave and I love you. But he’s my husband and the father of our children, and however much I love you and couldn’t bear being apart from you, I’ll never leave Dave. Please tell me that you understand that Chris, and that you’re okay with it.”Chris didn’t.