Yes, let's try...

The sight of Leia shocked me and shook my concentration. The situation had to be corrected, but there were so many distractions around. Yes, and my wife herself decided to complicate my life a little, came close and began to stroke my dick through the fabric of jeans. I tried to concentrate and put her old image on her. Alas, a "shameless" tattoo loomed before my eyes. As if in unison with my thoughts, the wife fell to her knees and with one, surprisingly professional movement, pulled my dick out of her fly and dug her lips into it ... I completely lost control ... When I was able to once again concentrate my eyes on the woman sitting on my lap gog, with my dick in the ugly lips of a cocksucker - I did not recognize my wife. It seems that I unconsciously changed her, obeying my instincts and overexcited subconscious ... the woman I saw was a whore, a prostitute, a porn star, working off a fee for my pleasure in depraved clothes .... But definitely not my wife. At that very moment I realized my mistake, but it was already too late. change has begun again. and this time they were dramatic.