“Suck it into your mouth, as hard and as deep as you can,” she said with a lusty whisper. I tried to suck her sweet pearl into my throat and her ...ingers dug into my scalp and she came again, her thighs quivering against my cheeks. I was very close to the edge myself. When she relaxed, she stood up and turned around, straddling my body. “Everybody doing okay?” she asked into the room. Moans and groans answered her, including one “Fuck, yeah…” Miss Millieu returned to her face sitting position. I was 25 years old and had been married for two years, and I must admit the marriage hadn't started well and just seemed to deteriorate weekly. My wife was more interested in parties, visits to pub's and getting drunk. Thereby making a fool of herself and drawing lewd remarks and gestures, by horny male vultures, who you will find in any of these establishments, waiting to pounce on any vulnerable female.This was occurring too often, when I was away on my job. I was getting more and more. Never had I been nervous about sex before, but this was much different. This was Thomas. This was the man who somehow managed to begin warming my cold heart. This was the man who was changing me from a cold-hearted monster back to a real woman with normal feelings. Suddenly the thought of man-eating seemed so repulsive to me. How could I tear apart this man who had given me his heart to take care of? Taking two fingers, he opened me up. I moaned loudly in reaction. As I realized that in between. He never smiled at me oranythinglike that. He never asked me if I had a good day. He was like a stonewith me, or some military sergeant, that just screamed and yelled allthe time. I didn't mind, because my sister was there to give me a hugafter he was so mean. She just said that I reminded him so much of mum,and that he was jealous that I used so much time with her before shedied.Sometimes my sister was not enough. Once I was playing with my sister.We were playing the game we always did,.