"I'm so sorry for your loss. Your husband was very kind to me while he was alive..." I was completely broken by this man who spoke gently to me when I was exhausted with grief. I felt so guilty toward the husband I loved, but after experiencing that aphrodisiac, I've fallen too far to ever go back. Even though my mind is 100% rejecting it, my body automatically craves that despicable man's cock. I'm truly sorry, my dear husband in heaven. Please forgive me for moaning in such a vulgar voice.
