She sighed in relief and moved her head of dark auburn curls back and forth until she found the perfect position.Humming slightly, she started to medi...ate, focusing on the night of dreams that was soon to come. She'd recently attended a workshop on lucid dreaming and was trying very hard to become an avid practitioner. Her meditation continued, focused around one thought... 'I will remember my dreams and know that I am dreaming.' She chanted it over and over again as she lightly drifted off to. "Put a finger in, Adam," she whispered and I complied as any man would. She was very wet after the fun we had earlier when we were upstairs."Okay, come and get it. Everything's ready."It was surprising how relaxed we were having breakfast together, me and my aunt and my cousin, beautifully naked. It was starting to seem natural, except that I still had a raging hard-on."What's that under your napkin, Adam," Kristen asked."Oh, something that I'm saving for the two of you. For after breakfast.". ”He was shocked as he counted the money and then meekly apologized for his anger. “I didn’t understand.” She put her arms around him and said softly, “I can understand your anger but I could not ask you first and was afraid to as it went on. Do you still love me?”Sinjab hugged her back and began touching her naked body. It escalated into a wild copulation, each burning off lots of emotions. When it calmed, Sinjab had questions like “How did this start and how long ago? How many men have had. ." But I didn't! I didn't do these things to try to change how he acted toward me until after the honeymoon was over and we settled into a more routine life. When the newness wore off, instead of appreciating that I received any positive strokes, I kept letting him know that he wasn't living up to my expectations. I didn't think that could backfire and lower his opinion of me, because I thought good men, if properly directed, would learn how to please their women. Submissive men might, but not.