She loved me and wanted him.
The beautiful love of my life.
My destined wife,
Bonded forever.
I wanted her to have everything.
True love means openness.
I knew with her wants.
The right choice? Let her run free.
Jealousy is for the weak-minded.
I would always be there for her.
I was there at that moment.
She lay back, moistened, with closed and pleasured eyes.
I gazed on as she welcomed him inside of her love.
Writhing in pleasure, she took us both.
Nothing would be the same because of my surprise,
I found it hot beyond measure.
