Guilt can be an aphrodisiac, and having you inside me while I thought about one of two of my recent hook-ups gave married sex a real edge. The hardest...thing of all, during this period, was not sharing with you. I would come home and my immediate instinct was to say, “The dude I just sucked had a tattoo on his foreskin!” or “I actually got fucked by a guy while his wife was finishing her wine and signing the credit-card receipt!” And I didn’t like telling you that I was at the gym or working. “Shit” I thought “what am I doing?” I went back into the bedroom, put on my “granny” nighty and crawled into bed. In my darkest thought I wondered if I could really enjoy getting myself off. I started to rub myself. Nothing at first. But gradually I began to get that feeling from years ago. I started to breath heavily and moan softly and then it happened. My first orgasm for ages. I couldn’t stop and came again before falling asleep. I don’t even hear Don come to bed.Having rediscovered the. . and wanted to be in this place?" Do you?" Bob asked, holding her gaze. In the seconds that their eyes locked together a nearly infinite amount of information passed between the pair.Some people believe that each of us has an aura extending out from our body. When our auras intersect a subtle communication takes place – a sharing of the most intimate parts of one's mind and soul. Recognizing the communications, one can boost the amount of information shared, until a total sharing of selves. Not for the last time did Niki wish she had a true doggie cunt so she could be well and truly knotted, but then she’d have to go much slower when she had multiple boys to please, so in the end she was ok with how things had worked out.Sliding down onto her stomach, her cunt drooling all over the tile floor, Niki rolled over, looking up at Cyndi as her friend moved to squat directly over her face.“Such an obedient little girl you have become. Time for some dinner, sorry if it’s just a liquid.