I am so sorry. Please forgive me." Just imagining her death I realized that how much I cares for her and I said "Bhabhi don't ever say that. You are n...t alone. I care a lot for you. I can't even think to live without you. And if any thing bad happened to you, then that day will also be last day of my life. Don't worry, trust me. I will take us out." She was looking in my eyes. She had no word to say. She may have felt my feelings. We hugged each other. Her body melted in me. We remained like. . Randie waslooking a mess. Ms Barton wasn't looking too well either. Old habitsdied hard, and Randie was finding her male attitude hard going for herhusband."It's like torture. I love the bastard. And sex with him is uncanny.But... I have to lower my sights, lower my... how the hell do womentake it?? I'm a good cook! I like cooking! I even like tiding up! Butit's never enough! But I love the bastard!"Randie was feeling the same. Physically she had adapted, inside therewas still too much..."I. I pour my coconut scented body wash on my shower puff and scrub my neck down to my breasts down to my feet. The last thing I clean on my body is my pussy.My body is still turned on. I need release now. I rinse the soap off my body. After I’ve done that I reach with both of my hands, for my tits. My fingers find my hard swollen nipples. I hear a knock at the door that startles me and I hear my husband yell something. “Jesus Christ! Do I bug you when you're shower? I will be right out!” I yell. I know because he'd often get me to help him put together an alibi in advance. I was happy to comply, not only because I completely sympathized with his drives, but also because on at least six or seven of these occasions, I took advantage of his guaranteed absence to fuck Jae Yung myself! Now that's a different story, but I should be clear that I never shared my knowledge of Tom's activities or his whereabouts with Jae Yung in order to convince her to let me cuckold him. That would have been.