But mostly. I can't tell you why I made no effort to even meet him half way. It isn't that I didn't love him anymore. I still love him and I think tha... he still loves me. We just couldn't stay in the same house any longer. I have to admit that I have nearly spent us into the poorhouse. I must be one of those compulsive shoppers. I spent more money than we had every month and the more my husband yelled at me about it the more I spent.As for the sex, I have never been very fond of sex. It always. De den taki main car ko thik kara sakoon main kaha thik hai aur main apne kamre main jaakar parse se rupai nikaalne lagi tabhi tabhi wo peeche mere kamre main bhi aa gaya maine usko rupai dia aur kaha 10 baje tak jaroor aa jana mujhe kahin jana hai wo kuch bhi nahin bola bas haan main sir hila dia tabhi naukarani aa gayee aur boli madam main jaa rahi hoon apne kamre main koi jaroorat ho to rukoon waise main khana laga dia hai ap kha lijiyega maine kaha thik hai aur wo chali gayee uska kamra. He levitated some of the living room furniture and set it down softly. Once, when the phone was ringing and he was headed to the kitchen where he had left the cordless headset he realized that he needn’t do so. Just as the phone reached him he opened his hand to take it. Since no one else was around he couldn’t use his power to influence people, and the more he thought about doing it, the more questions in his mind opened. He wondered about the ethics of taking control of people. One problem he. Tears began to fall from the corners of my eyes as I gagged and choked silently on his cock. I thought I was going to suffocate. His breathing was heavier and finally a low growl eminated from deep inside of him and he pulled back a little keeping the head of his cock in my mouth. His cock jumped and throbbed and my mouth began to fill with warm gooey salty creamy liquid that I knew from the night before was his climax."Swallow it. Swallow it down" he gasped and I swallowed it all down.