Her phone remained silent. If it had been anyone else, she wouldn’t have cared, she’d have phoned a friend, someone from work even, gone out, dran...k too much and had a good time. But it was him. Why did being in love make her so pitiful? Needy. Emotional. Why did it make her pace around the apartment like a spare part, simultaneously loving him and hating him and constantly wanting to burst into tears? They’d talked earlier in the day. He told her he loved her like he always did and it made her. I will give you more than what you can think of but now you change”, she saidThe massage girl then brought her t-shirt and a night short and asked me to change. I jokingly asked her, “Give me your undies too, I will wear those too”.She smiled and said, “You don’t require it. I would like you to stay without it only”.I was now dry in Soniya’s clothes. I again pulled her closer to me and kissed her very slowly and gently. She also was enjoying me pulling her on me again and again.“I will make tea. Satisfied that I'd done enough work on her little mouth and throat I took her by the hands and pulled her up to her feet again. "Turn around," I growled.I took a brief moment to really appreciate the size and build of this willing sixteen-year-old's body as I pulled her back against me so my cock rested on her back. I moved my hands up to cup her small, firm breasts and then moved down to hold her even firmer ass cheeks in my palms.For my next move, the shower water was going to be in the way. ”“No longer having sex? Yes, we no longer have sex. But the sex he is referring to, the SEX he wants, is an abomination, and just thinking of that sex act he WANTS me to perform turns my stomach! I’ve been putting up with his vile request for as long as we have been married, so I am VERY happy that he no longer pesters me on it. But since you have been satisfying his needs, he has passed on mine.”“So, what do you want me to do?”“You, will take care of the needs that my husband no longer.