I was in my bermudas and i didnt feel anything about being bare chested in front of her. Sitara was sitting on the floor cutting the vegetables and sh... saw me and commented that i was still lean and need to put on weight.I answered her saying that whatever i eat , i do not put weight. She smiled and said that i should eating more healthy food. Simultaneaously she was browsing my body right from my head to toe , she immediately spotted dry skin which quite visible on my knees and hand. On. Well, I guess that s what I am now... a criminal! If anyone had told me that this would happen to me even last week, I'd have thought they were crazy. Now I think I'm going crazy!She reached the Walking Street where she'd strolled with Erik that first happy day in Copenhagen. She'd do anything now to turn back the clock, but, of course, it was impossible. There was absolutely nothing for her to do but drag her reluctant body through the gay crowds of Danes and tourists toward the little. Though out the night, they rode out the violent storm, trimming the single sail, keeping lines taunt through their blocks, manning the bulge pumps, and always with a minimum of two women at the wheel keeping the ship pointed into the teeth of the wind and sea.The heavens themselves seemed to have fallen on sea, and as the lowering scud flew over their heads, and the sea-spray stung their faces and soaked their clothing the women labored on keeping the ship right while suppressing their aroused. He thrust his hips up, driving deeper into her and was rewarded with a soft moan, his name on her lips. ‘Daniel,’ she called. But god damn it, it still was not enough. It was irrational. Unlike him. But he needed all of this woman. He wanted complete control of his wife. He pushed her off him. He gloried in the soft whimper that the denial of his body brought to those sweet lips. He reached up and pulled one of his pillows down. He slapped her soft ass, the sound vibrated around the quiet.