” An exquisite wave of sadness washed over him. He knew that the man she had given herself to was not real. And he feared that the revelation of who...he REALLY was would mean that he would lose this remarkable woman. He didn’t know whether he could bear that.So, with profound love and sorrow, he told her that they would have to hear each other’s stories and then they could decide. He added that if she wanted him after that he was hers forever. It would all depend on the conversation they would. I love you, so much, now Ihave one more favor to ask you tonight. You do want me to be happy, don'tyou baby?" Of course, but what else could you possibly want me to do?" To complete your outfit tonight, I want to put some clear nail polish onyour fingernails. Nobody but you and I will know and it will make me so hot.Here, give me your hand."Reluctantly I watched as she opened a new bottle of nail polish and startedpainting each nail with what looked like a clear pink color, "I thought yousaid. Knowing it was going to hurt, I tried to relax as much as I could in anticipation of him pushing into me. I was excited to feel him in me and when John said, “Try to relax, okay,” I knew what was comingI could feel him trying to guide the head of his cock into me and then as I felt him going into me, I told him, “Go slow.”It hurt, and when I raised up, and reached back pushing on him, I told him to stop. John immediately pulled out and sitting back he asked, “Are you okay?”I nodded my head and. After a few more minutes of watching her flop about I returned my attention back to her asshole. My tongue now moved very lightly and targeted the center of her asshole, tongue pointed to make an immediate impression. Moving the point in random, minuscule directions, I was also moving my tongue in and out of her most sensitive hole.Sylvia had started a low moan like nothing I had ever heard before. I kept up the tongue work, pushing ever harder against her asshole, now the only target my tongue.