This stopped me in my tracks. What was she saying exactly?‘’Do you mean that you imagine doing stuff with other men?’’ I asked. She nodded aff...irmatively.I felt an immediate tsunami of jealousy rushing through my brain. My wife imagined being fucked by other men in order to achieve orgasm. This was a complete revelation to me. I felt betrayed. I felt hurt. Most of all I felt so turned on!‘’Who do you think about?’’ I asked, desperate to attach a face to the body of the man I was already. He bowed his head, lost in those steady beats that rocked underneath him, and made the mattress squeak rhythmically. Eventually, even that proved to be insufficient, so he bit his lip and started moving faster. There were two hands on his back now, nails digging into his skin, adding fresh scrapes. His left palm gripped the sheets tightly too, because the pleasure was just so intense, because he felt like on a brink of pain now. Obscene slap of skin against skin added to his excitement, as. "Healed self." Charles, how did you get a sunburn over all of your body. It was a cloudy day."I opened my eye and looked at her. At least my skin no longer felt like it was on fire but I still couldn't think straight. "I disappointed Her. She Punished me."Her expression was intent, not judgmental, just intent. "You spoke to a goddess in her own temple and she replied?" Worse." Worse, how?" Showed up on this world. Killed a unfriendly cat. Dedicated my kill to Her. She gave me Her Symbol to. She presented her back to me and I allowed the camera to pan from her face as she looked over her shoulder at me down over her back and surprisingly small ass, down her legs to the pair of heels that she was still wearing.“Bend over,” I told her. “Spread your ass for me.”She dipped her shoulders and spread her legs a little before she reached back with both hands to pull her ass open for my inspection. Her rosebud was stretched as she pulled her cheeks out toward her hips. When I was satisfied,.