That was not good. I then checked her temperature. Her skin was cool to the touch. This also worried me. I looked up at that moment and saw Manola and...Shamona approaching with furs, water and cloths. I checked Shira's arms and legs. I checked her neck. I couldn't feel anything out of place. Holding her neck as still as I could, I had Manola help me turn her over. Shira's eyes were closed and I watched as her chest rose and fell with her breathing. It was slow and shallow. That too, was not. I hope I am not some kind of sexual deviate, but I know what I like and what turns me on sexually.So, not unexpectedly, I began to wonder how my ejaculate tasted in my wife's mouth, and I was curious if it was as pleasurable to her as it is to me when I am licking and tasting her. Eventually I asked her to share my load with me via a kiss. I had always kissed her mouth during and after oral sex anyway, whether it was me or her performing the act, so it seemed like a natural progression of our. She looked good, with sharp features, dark complexioned, small but firm tits. Narrow waist and round hips. Woman of that age and sexy fig would surely drive men man. No man would leave any opportunity to fuck her. She always wore sari with a blouse and short sleeves and her 5 feet 4 inches well structured fig was always a feast to my eyes but I always had to be in control due to my wife’s presence. I made it a habit to wake up before she came in the morning, so that, I could open the door at. “You’re giving the Reapers a bad name, Gunter.”“He’s a fucking chicken-shit, man,” Leo replied, his lips curled. “Motherfucker sucker-punched me while I wasn’t looking. He knew I’d kick his fucking ass if he tried to go square with me.”“That shouldn’t matter,” Brody replied, feigning anger. “You can’t ever let a fucking Navy puke best you. No Reaper is ever going to knuckle under to some Navy puke.”Brody spit on the ground. Well, that part he truly believed. They were the Reapers, after all -.