" Turn around and I'll see if I can help."She put her left arm around his neck to steady him and then made a fist with her right hand and pushed her k...uckles into his back muscles."My God, you found it. That stings." "I'm going to hold it there and you relax the muscle. Concentrate."After a minute, she could feel the muscle give way as she pushed into it with the heel of her hand. "Now, relax it again."After a couple of minutes, he said, "Mmmm, that feels much better." OK, your turn. My left. It was his place of solace, a place he could talk with Sally, his light in his darkest hours.Jim held the flowers in his hand and opened the locket to look at the photo again. He felt comfortable here; his little talks with Sally always left him feeling better. But today the emotions were somehow different. There was a strange feeling surrounding him, sad but yet happy, almost like this wasn't his place anymore.Suddenly from out of nowhere, Jim was surrounded by thousands of colorful. She definitely is the more dominant and sexually adventurous one, and it’s clear she likes to be in charge in almost everything we do together. She has a strange fascination with her breasts, and loves having me drink her breast milk from them almost every day now. Sometimes it’s a full meal replacement, and it’s all I get for a breakfast or a lunch. She has this power over me that grows stronger every day. I can’t quite place it, but it’s like she uses her breasts to control more and more. After a few minutes of this I lingered on the down stroke as Kathryn lifted her legs to give me better access to her arsehole. On the next one, I pushed Kathryn on to her side and lingered there even longer, slipping the tip of my tongue into her tight little arse.This was my wife's favourite thing when it came to sex and I hoped Kathryn would be the same. She was, the gasps and moans of pleasure grew in intensity, as my tongue probed further.I then decided to increase her pleasure."Don't worry.