. might be some things ... I can do to ... ahhh, help?”He didn’t hesitate in the slightest, saying: “Yes. Come here please,” and reached his r...ght hand across her stomach and motioned to her left arm.Samira looked down and took his fingers in her left hand, and followed Mark over the carpet to the quilted blanket and the ottoman on the area carpet near the big light table.He continued holding her hand and stood close to her right side. They gazed into each other’s eyes letting the tension. She was so worried. I... I was so worried. She couldn't really talk about it for weeks. And then she could barely talk at all... It was so quick."Barely coherent now, he knew she wouldn't take too kindly to this. Deep down, he knew he wouldn't be able to convince her with this.She pulled him in closer, gave him a peck on the cheek."Didn't she pull through?" She died. I got a call one morning. My whole world seemed to collapse around me. I'd been so happy. She was so happy. She was everything,. He has on multiple layers to stay warm while working out in the snow all day.Me: Hmmm I’ve missed you so much. Him: I’ve missed you too.Me: Baby???Him: Yes baby.Me: I need you. I want you. Please come here and let me help you get them clothes off.He slowly walks towards me and the couch. I am still rubbing my dripping wet pussy. Spreading my lips open so he can see all my wetness. I slowly stick a finger in my pussy and my finger is instantly surrounded by wetness. It almost feels as if I have. He blushed and apologised and said he wouldn't do it anymore. I said I just wanted to know why he did it. After lots of hesitation he admitted that watching ladies smoking got him excited. I said, 'Do you get a hard on?’ He blushed even more and nodded.I said, 'show me' and took a deep inhale of the ciggie. I looked down and could see the bulge in his trousers.I finished my cigarette and by then it was time to go home. As I drove home I kept thinking about what Marc had said and by the time I.