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 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 to my surprise,

I found it hot beyond measure.