I called twice more and eventually the man saw me as did others including his bodyguard. I ignored them and focused on the man."Robert Stickman," I sh...uted again over the distance that separated us, speaking to the man in English. "You were once an educator of children and a good man trusted by his community and his family. Now you are evil and feared by many and distrusted even by those you call your friends. As such I have judged you and now sentence you. I pray your next life is better."With. His hands decide to slide under her t-shirt next, quickly reaching for her back and unhooking her bra with swift movements. Maya was surprised; she was not used to men being so firm and sure of what they were doing. She had never been with a mature man before and definitely not with one who had already been married once (he was divorced).This turned her on more and she could feel the dampness between her legs. Her hands threw themselves over his shoulders and around his neck and her enthusiasm. She reached down and gripped my hand and started pushing my fingers into her pussy. Meanwhile, she became louder and louder and her whole body was shaking. I had never heard her swear the way she did on this occasion. Her whole behaviour was abnormal. It made me feel like I was with someone other than my wife. I could now feel my fingers in her pussy with my cock. It drove me over the edge. We lay still and started to fall to sleep together. As she dozed off, I said to her. "What happens now?". ." OK, you poetic bastard, you know how hot it makes me when you talk like that." Speaking of which, it's 'poetry time'." Oh no! You're not going to read poetry to me again!" complained Darla." I thought it makes you hot." It does, but I'm already primed." But, honey, it's our anniversary! I always pick a poem to read you on our anniversary," Chuck, I'm telling you that you don't have to be Lord Byron to get into my pants." I know, but I need to be Robert Browning and you need to be Elizabeth.