Yet on the other hand, the overwhelming urge to pull the thong up tight, let it ride up to my virgin asshole and enjoy the feeling of something other ...than toilet paper caressing my hole. The desire to wear something desirable...I succumbed. I pulled them all the way up and an explosion occurred in my mind. It wasn't the feeling of doing something naughty... it was the worrying feeling of comfortable. For the first time in my life, I felt attractive, I felt right...I lingered for what seemed. She said OK I'll take care of that. Well Thursday morning I reminded my wife that I was taking Friday off work so we could enjoy the cabin in the mountains. And just before I went out the door I said oh and there that other thing. She kissed me and said I've got that covered. Now go. All day at work I couldn't get my mind off of my sexy wife. I wondered who she had chosen to service her pussy. At five on the dot I hauled ass home. I was met at the door by my gorgeous wife, she had on a short. Grant was surprised at the touch of her little hands, but he didn’t want her to stop. Taking her lead, he ran his hands up the back of her shirt. She seemed to tense a little but she definitely wasn’t fighting back. He continued to explore and found the clasp of her bra that she was still wearing. At first, he decided to leave it be, but slowly, he began to fiddle with the mechanism. He pulled away from the kiss and looked into her eyes. He hoped that she would give him just a little trust. He. ‘Odd, I can finally see it clearly, but... ‘ Zax was a tad uncomfortable by the change to his soul.For the very first time it was perfectly lucid, by just willing it he could submerge inside it to his spirit, or survey the memories imprinted on it. However, there was still something Zax felt amiss. When he raised his hand to touch the soul what he sensed through the palm of his hand was a hard, smooth crust.Zax frowned. Just like he could deduce the state of the black flower in full confidence,.