I watched as he shifted to sitting on the edge of the bed. I carried on walking toward him, and stopped just out of arms reach. He smiled at me, show...ng off the hint of fangs among the other perfectly straight, white teeth. His eyes seemed to glow, their dark green colour striking me as always. They grazed over my wet body, eyeing the towel as an obstacle that he desperatly needed to remove. His gaze travelled down my legs, and stopped dead on my shin. I saw all playfulness drop from his face.. She grabbed him and pulled him inside and literately danced around the table. He wasn't a mental doctor and had no idea of her state of mind, but she was behaving like a kid at a party, but she was no kid and the bounce of her tits was evident to that, this was a grown woman behaving in a very suggestive way."Dance, dance", she called as she grab him and pulled him up, crushing him against those wobbling mounds of flesh. He pulled back, holding her at arms length. "Aunty Grace I have some. Slowly he began to retract his penis from deep inside her, she felt a mixture of his semen and her own juices escape in a rush from deep inside her, gushing past the still partly erect shaft where her tight hole held onto his penis. She felt the warm flow of their love juices running down over her anus and further to wet the soft mattress beneath her. All it took from her was to tighten her inner muscles around his penis and she felt the return of his full erection, thick and hard inside. " Mark, please. We need to talk about this. Really talk about this. Please."His dark eyes met mine and he let me see the pain. I was astonished how much agony he held there. Never, ever in our years of marriage had he ever let me see him so emotive, so broken. I reached out for his hand but he snatched it away."You wanted to leave me for him, didn't you?"There was no point in lying. "For a while."He smirked. "All you women, fluttering around him like idiots. You had no idea who he really was.".