Like knowing him fulfills my divine mission in this lifetime. I hope in some small way I have helped, I hope in some small way I’ve shed some light ...n his dark world. I spend time with him, and look into his deep brown eyes. Sometimes lit with laughter, other times shuttered and shaded and filled with pain. I’ve seen the glint of tears more than once. And all I want to do is hold him, cradle him against me and draw his pain into myself, and infuse my strength and hope into him. But I can’t. . It is far more than half. You believe in romantic love, in attaching emotional significance to everything. I'm more of a pragmatist. I have no need or desire to pretend that marriage is more than a partnership. In our partnership, we've both prospered and carved out a good life for ourselves." Okay, you've both had good lives. A few times you've suggested having Mama put away in an institution, because she likes to spend a few days a month hiding in her closet, but, I guess this is just part of. Lines of her suspender belt crept from her skirt around her thighs while the two that stretched over her bum were exquisite. The sexy slut had even opened her legs slightly to give him a better view. Matt started to get a serious hard on.He raised himself from the chair and started to walk around the conference table. “Obedience is one of the main virtues that you can have in this place,” he was lecturing now, “as long as you do what your told, most of the time, you will fit in here nicely. We. I slid out from under John to watch as the last waves of her orgasm washed over her. She was so beautiful, my lover and soulmate. John slowed the pace of his oral assault on her pussy as she recovered, but he didn't stop. I crawled to Paula on my hands and knees and kissed her passionately. I told her what an amazing and sexy woman she was. We kissed over and over as John continued to lick and suck on her clit. She told me how she could taste his cock in my mouth. She said she knew I was doing.