BDSM 11 DP-194

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He was putting dishes in the kitchen without saying anything Paul died two weeks ago Paul Saying the name was both painful and comforting He hasn't left the House since yesterday he was afraid to leave After Paul died he couldn't stay in the apartment at night He used to roam the streets at night in the city watching but not seeing the environment people With a frozen deaf silence in his soul There was a barrier between him and reality After a few days he almost fainted He saw Paul turn the corner He yelled at Paul ran after him but he couldn't catch the shadow This happened at least three more times: on the beach in the bank in front of their house On the beach he could almost touch her The neighbors looked at him with pity and one night Odette called the doctor to see him Psychiatrist Even though she told him she saw him Odette didn't believe him The psychiatrist prescribed him a powerful sedative which of course he didn't takeThe first night was the worst Paul's seat was empty on the French bed He cried all night cursing punching the pillow with his fist and only holding Paul's pyjamas could he fall asleep Paul smelled on the clothes the chairs the bathroom the bed He couldn't stay home the next night He had dreams He met Paul in his sleep But this Paul looked at her like she didn't even recognize her There was fog everywhere walking around dead All he ever heard was Paul's voice This morning he felt like he had a ton of stones in his chest and stomachThen he decided not to leave the house anymore his dreams changed In the new dreams Paul was back to normal The same old smiling blue eyes the growling voice the shaved beard the brown hair the soothing arms In his sleep they talked they walked They were always in the same place In a beach house with windows facing the water the whole landscape was bathed in sunlight the garden was more like a maze full of trellis with shady stone benches and a lot of white - petal Magnolia Their scent mixed with the salt mist was sucked deep in They often bathed in the sea surrounded by colorful shoals of fish Nadine would have dared to swear that Paul could swim through the quiche fish jellyfish seahorses parrot fish even though Nadine could touch Paul in the sea Not on land It was so real that when he woke up he looked at their apartment in the city They never had a house never had a gardenOne morning he heard noises in the kitchen He awoke half-asleep and was reassured that this morning it was not for him to make coffee but for Paul to please him again And then like a snake bit him he sat up in bed Paul's dead He ran out of his mind into the kitchen where he saw a shadow at the coffee-maker and then the shadow vanished No one was in the kitchen but he could still smell the coffee in the air He leaned against the wall pressed his hand against the wall as if looking for support in the strength of the wall Last night did you ask Paul if he was there this morning? Paul smiled and said " What do you think?" Nadine begged Paul not to torture him to come back Paul looked over his head and said "You can come over too if you really want to"From then on Nadine pretended that Paul was with her every day even ordered new underwear from one of the catalogues Sometimes when he'd go to sleep in the afternoons he'd feel like Paul was in the apartment She could hear him turning the paper rattling the plates in the kitchen hearing the floor crack like he was walking around the apartment And at night they were back together at the beach house He also noticed that Paul always came from the sea that his skin was finely ironed as if a reflection of the sea's waves were playing on his body His body definitely smelled like sea But Nadine didn't mind He always loved the sea "The water of life" he said to himselfHe was getting ready for bed again today She's been sleeping in lace bras and panties lately ' cause in her sleep Paul was always guessing what kind of underwear she was wearing They had a new game together He was nestled on the left side of the bed and he was almost asleep when he felt that the moonlit sweep through the window was being pulled away from him He opened his eyes and saw a figure surrounded by a faint glimmer He couldn't even move He smelled salt sea Then she heard Paul's gentle voice calling her name Nadine couldn't believe what she was feeling was true Cool fingers caressing her body caressing her hair He didn't open his eyes he was afraid his imagination was playing tricks on him and if he moved the vision would be over Paul kneeling behind his back kissed him in his ear like he used to He put his arm around her shoulder and touched her Somewhere in the background was the sound of the sea far away and yet still soothing Nadine had tears on her face as she heard the crack of the bed and saw the body's long-known contours she could feel it beside her It was Paul he had no doubt of it now but his contours were vague and his features seemed to be looking at him through a glass of milk Painfully sweet feelings memories rushed over him and Paul gently embraced his wife crying on his chest Nadine held the man in her arms and kissed the tears from the corners of her eyesNadine finally believed the impossible Then Paul's figure began to sharpen and the details became clearer Nadine turned Paul on his back and she caressed the man's body with desperate determination They stopped talking they didn't need a word or a voice It was like your first nights They couldn't get enough of each other Nadine felt both hot and cold from Paul's touch The man held her in his arms grasping her breasts buttocks arms hips in Nadine's lace with sudden greed Nadine hasn't felt such a torturous desire in months He wished for Paul now that his heart was broken Paul leaned over his wife pulled her out of her bra and kissed her through her breasts which suddenly became hard and full And Nadine passed on to the familiar and yet new feelings with her eyes closed Paul's body was cool but it was tight and Nadine was amazed to feel between her legs something very similar to that in the place of her husband's tail and yet it was swirling He suddenly began to wet himself and the man taking off his last thong bent over Nadine's legs caressing his wife The man's tongue wandered here and there like the sea licking the bodies of those on the beach Nadine despite her unusual feelings got more and more excited and slowly but surely felt her orgasm coming Paul put his arms around Nadine's round buttocks and continued his exploration Nadine was already writhing in delight and asking Paul to take her in Paul raised his head and then Nadine saw the star sparks in the man's Iris his body full of sea waves His masculinity alone was now only real as if he had concentrated all his remaining financial assets there The sea's rapidity has increased Nadine put her legs up and wrapped it around Paul's waist The man entered Nadine slowly and carefully Inside he felt rhythmic flooding and retreat Paul was rocking in it like a boat and floating on the surface of the ocean The "boat" kept going further and further back like the tide and the tide Paul groaned and Nadine felt that he was filling her up It was as if a wall of water had been pressed against his body not of water at all but of the hardness of the rock Paul was besieging Nadine more and more and more and Nadine melted ceased to exist and she could feel the waves of the sea everywhere and she could see the stars the moon staring at them Paul felt his seed coursing through his veins like cold nectar Both their bodies became translucent like a Green Lake rippling moving swirlingThe next morning Nadine woke up and found herself in a house In a beach house with windows facing the water the whole landscape was bathed in sunlight the garden was more like a maze full of trellis with shady stone benches and a lot of white - petal Magnolia

 

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