I masturbated so much that I stopped having sex with my wife. Caroline became my obsession.I had noticed that Caroline would bring in spare clothes on... a hanger or in a holdall, into which she would change if she was going out on the town after work. One evening, after everyone had gone home and the cleaners had finished their work I went to Caroline's work station. The office was dark, but I could see reasonably clearly by the light from the street that was coming through the window. She had a. She didn’t want to hurt sister or steel him from her, she just wanted him to like her more than Carly. She wanted to feel what it would be like to sleep and wake up with him, so warm and protective, holding her tight in his body, kissing her as she opened her eyes. “Do you want to put your penis in my butt,” she said kitten like after pulling away from him, “You said you would never lie to me.” “I do,” he said hesitantly resisting, “but that’ll hurt you and I can’t do that.”“I heard about it. Monika screamed with pleasure as the tip hit her cervix. Already close from before, she came as soon as it did, legs quivering. She hummed a sigh of content, but the worm wasn't finished yet. It continued pumping, harder each time, until the tip finally penetrated Monika's cervix. Her eyes flew open in surprise. Tia could see Monika's flat stomach bulge where the tip pressed against her womb. She ran her hand over it, feeling how it moved with each thrust. "Are you ready?" Tia asked,. ‘I take it you opened the envelope,’ Grace said with a nervous smile. Grant nodded and just stared at Grace. ‘Are you okay?’ she asked. ‘I should be asking you that,’ Grant said with a wry smile. ‘I feel fine,’ Grace murmured, sliding a steak onto her plate and putting some salad into her bowl. ‘What?’ Grace asked as Grant continued to stare at her. ‘I love you,’ Grant said with a smile. Grace smiled back. ‘I love you too,’ Grace murmured, drizzling a small amount of Italian dressing over her.