Before me you thought the word devour dealt with eating a meal when you were starving. I will teach you that devouring has little to do with food. My ...big surprise to you was that you could devour a moment in time.You could devour an event embedded in lust, swallowing a memory whole, intact with all the trimmings of sweet pleasures that in reality were devouring you, devouring that sweetest place you keep Ordinary is not on the agenda, I will not settle for making ordinary love with you. My. Later I gave mum and dad some timetogether while I spent some time on a swing.Out of the corner of my eye I saw them on the picnic rug. Holding hands.Just as two lovers should. Not as two old and jaded married folksometimes are. The day was a great success. All of us had a wonderfultime. I felt as though I was a real daughter to them and in return I wastreated, not as a complete child, but as a growing and intelligent human.It meant that I could have the best of both worlds. The love and. When it was my turn I said pretty much all the same things that Lydia had already said but I added that the most important thing for me was that I now understood that my obsessive compulsion for seeing Lydia fuck and suck other men was a normal desire shared by many married men and did not mean that I was a pervert and would be viewed that way by my wife. In fact to hear Lydia express her desire to also fuck other men was the most exciting thing I had heard in years.Knowing that Lydia would. Oh, I need some clean clothes. These stink with your sweat. Dee saw you carrying me in, so she is probably getting Camden to be in here with me.”I kissed her on the forehead and turned to leave.Camden handed me Gabriella and said, “You stink. You need a shower, and Gabriella had an accident. Ellen looks like she did, too, just not one that smells like Gabriella’s. You wash your daughter’s stinky butt. I will stay here with Ellen.”Like that, they kicked me out of the room.Gabriella did stink..