How the only thing keeping me from doing it myself was the thought of my beloved little child. The only thing worth living for anymore. The only recip...rocal love in my life, and only just, and only for a little while. If I think of what I might do when my little one grows up and no longer needs a mother, my mind goes a black place, a place of unimaginable pain. Thing is, once a woman loses whatever she initially brought to the table in a relationship, it’s over. If it was looks and she gets. " I'm just spreading God's word." Did God call my future wife a slut?" God told us of the behavior of a slut. God told us about what is to be done in a marriage. If you behave like a slut, then you are a slut. If you live with two women then you are a womanizer and an adulterer. If two women are living with one man then they are both whores."I put my arms around both of my wives and held on to them. I saw John doing the same with Tess. "Mrs. Wattley, didn't King David have a lot of wives?. There was some embarrassed humor, the inevitable "Do you smoke after sex?" question, and the equally inevitable answer, "I don't know, I never looked." Ha, ha.But there were no admissible objections to this substitute. Unlike food, this activity was non-fattening (okay, one of us could end up getting temporarily fat without proper precautions, but you know what I mean.). It was something we could both enjoy, and help the other with. And it beat the hell out of walking around with a pacifier in. He obsessively sought to please her. Running his tongue this time around the outline of her cunt, before licking upwards, between her lips to her clit... Jerome was about to perform, shall we say a rain dance? He began to slowly, meticulously flick his tongue over her clit, occasionally stopping only to suck before rolling his tongue inside her to taste the dribbles of rain drops as they began to fall. It’s drizzling now. As his focus intensified, he required a better picture, and so stopping.