Usually, he is a good communicator, but when he becomes really upset, he withdraws. As his wife, I need to figure out what he needs. I quietly study h...im for a while. His fists tighten and then release. His eyes stare at the television, but I can tell his mind is elsewhere. Dark circles line his usually bright eyes. He looks like he aged today. His mood - brooding. What does he need? Sex comes to mind. Should I just climb onto his lap, easing his recliner back, and unzipping his pants? He is so. The day I went to his home knocked door he came and opened the door and welcome me. I went inside the home and sat on sofa I was looking the home we are chatting things and after few minutes his wife came with tea, she is typical south Indian housewife in her late 30s has little tummy but she is good looking maintained her body well having little tummy and curvy ass I said hi to her she replied hello with naughty smile went inside and she said I am going to take bath and she went to take bath. I do like it, don't get me wrong. You should have been able to tell." You were wonderful, but only once." I only needed once. You're a kind and gentle lover. I love lying cuddled in your warm arms. I love that you always look for things that I will enjoy, even out of bed." But you're so cute when you're enjoying yourself. I found that out the first concert we went to. I looked over to say something about one musician, and you were sitting there a million miles away from me and deeeeep into the. The hidden camera he had placed strategically in Lily's room, aimed perfectly at her bed, projected her picture upon the forty-two inch flat screen hanging on his room wall in picture-perfect quality.He never tired of seeing his sister's tiny tender fold, the outer form of it sealing the pink insides in a perfect line that literally had to be peeled open to reveal its inner goodness. That was until the sexual stimulation she gave herself actually made it open, blossoming like a dew covered.