Instead of the towel, he ran his fingertip over the sensitive area. He then dropped the towel. He made her lay down on the floor and spread her legs ...as wide as he could make them go. I want to watch you as I play with you. He said. I want to see my fingers slide deep into that hot slit of yours as I finger fuck your cunt hard, and you’re going to let me. He slid two fingers in her wet cunt and smiled as she gasped. Do you like that? Do you like it when I make you take my fingers in your. I, on the other hand, am being destroyed, piece by piece. My manhood is being ripped from me. I receive pain, torture, humiliation, and worse, deceit from the woman I love more than anything in the world. You told me last night that you didn’t think that you could stay if it were you. The thoughts running through my head as you left were confused, scattered. I was barely aware of the time passing, when you and my former friend came back. But the strongest thought, the one that won out, was of. I mean its not like i had changed for the better, the last time he saw me i was also fit now i had gotten chubbier myself. Dan welcomed me and helped me settle down. A few days went by normally, i spend most of my time working on his garden. Dan spent most of his time in the living room watching tv. He usually is in his underwear sipping beer. He walks around the house in his underwear. At first it was weird but later i was used to it infact i myself would walk around shirtless the first few. The occasional flick of her hair or brushing of my arm showed just how relaxed she was in my company. I was captivated by her, and hoping beyond hope that we’d share at least a kiss this evening. Her impeccably lipsticked lips looked so inviting and I couldn’t wait to experience them.She told me how she was brought up in New York, graduated from Columbia and had become a lawyer before moving to London seven years before with her husband. Much like myself, she had divorced a year previously and.