It was fascinating, he could not see it with his eyes, but he saw it with his mind, and found himself wondering what was inside. He wanted to see insi...de, to examine its curves, its colour, its warmth, and he tried to project himself inside it, just to know, just to feel what it was like.He could not gain any purchase, he could only look in from without, and imagine how it would feel, letting himself slide into the stone and enjoy being held, to solve the mystery which it presented him, to. Mike is a good provider and I know he doesn’t cheat on me but is that enough to sustain life, I fear not. The page stopped there and as I stared at her writing, I tried to think of our life from Marge’s point of view. It’s not that this was a shock to me it was just I hadn’t really considered our life as Margie had portrayed it. I felt our life was comfortable and I guess I always thought Marge felt the same as I did. Just because I hadn’t shown her enough affection didn’t mean that I didn’t. I asked “how you feeling Neha she said nothing just said “mmmmmmm! I said Neha what that means tell me na she said “I am feeling good now keep on doing this. I was fucking her like crazy now it went on for 10 min. we changed few position in between we tried missionary then I asked her to come on top of me she stood and came in front of me and sat on my dick it was best feeling.Then again after that we came into missionary position now I was pumping faster she came after some time it was clear. In no time she was lifting the chemise over my head and leaving it on my uplifted arms. A second later my bra was loosened and her mouth closed on one of my sensitive nipples. My arms moved to pull her tighter to me but she once again captured them and raised them above my head. She held both my wrists in one hand and moved her other to my other breast. The sucking and gentle biting on one nipple, and fingers pinching and pulling the other had me moaning loudly in no time at all. I guess she.