Sometimes I think she really does a lot of comments about other women and I do not understand her real reasons. She told me she is only admiring the b...auty. I only hear her comments.I noticed she also loves to have fingers inside her ass hole. My wife has constipation and she sometimes goes to the doctor´s. Some years ago she went to a new doctor and she told me she did not like him because he did not examine her appropriately. According her, he only saw her ass hole without using his fingers. "I'm here, aren't I? Isn't this proof enough that I am real and no figment of your fevered imagination? And if I am real, then consider that my offer to grant wishes is very real as well. Now, please don't waste more of my time. I hate going through the 'This can't be happening!' bit every time I get summoned!" I ... I ... I'm sorry," I stammered. "It's just a bit overwhelming. But I know exactly what I want to wish for. I want Zoe to love me again. Totally and unconditionally. A true love,. It's getting too much, but she's not earned it. Yet. "Up!" I command. Immediately, she does as she's told of course. On her feet now, she's right where I want her. Spotting the familiar hallway wall of her flat behind her, I grab onto her hair with my left hand and her arm with the other, shoving her against the wall; the impact cushioned by her large, rounded breasts. With my foot, I drag her legs apart, pull her hips back from the wall slightly and place myself at the entrance to her waiting. I was up early and they were all sleeping hard. I closed the doors to the rooms and did my morning workout. I even went and swam. I came back and they were all still asleep.I fixed some coffee and heated up a kettle of water just in case someone wanted some tea. It was almost noon when I heard the toilet flush in my room and April came down the hall. She looked like shit. I didn't say anything. She climbed in my lap and put her head on my chest. I just held her and rubbed her back. She was.