The house is two stories with a few windows and front porch. I walk up to the front door and peer in the window. I see no movement or lights coming fr...m inside. I try the door. It opens.I open the door slowly. It creaks. Still, I hear nothing from within the house. I come all the way through the door and close it behind me. My stomach rumbles softly. I laugh to myself. Of course I would be hungry. I walk into the kitchen and open the refrigerator. I see a pizza box, leftover Chinese, and a bowl. He loves me, I love him. But problem is he grown up in business family, his father was a dictator for anything, so my husband is having very good knowledge in business, but not in life, not in understanding people minds, not in understanding my feelings. He buys me whatever I want but he never made me happy by giving himself to me 100%.The things he buys for me will not make happy, they will not replace him right? Its been 1.5 years of marriage, but believe me from the day one we have sex once. ” Ian says.“Oh yes, cum!” Ian thrusts forward and stops all movement. I feel the warmth flooding into me but I know what will shortly follow. I try to move but Ian has me trapped under him. His eyes are closed and his face a mask of pleasure and pain. I’m not sure which he really feels. “Oh God.” Ian says.I don’t answer. I didn’t cum. I wanted to. I wanted to wrap his cock with my sticky sweet juices and have ours mingle together inside me. I wanted my legs to tremble and my body to shiver. “I. " The only way to find out is to try it," she offered.And then, with "a pleasant dreams", Kim went to bed. AsKen settled into his bed on the couch, he slowly drifted off to sleeponly to dream about being Kim. In his dreams, he was on board the shipattending the conference when he met a man named Brad who made him feelspecial in a funny sort of way. They spent time on deck just talking andenjoying each other's company.Then suddenly Ken found himself in a white wedding dress, walking downthe.