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They say, behind every great man is a great woman. This is an understatement. For a great woman is many things, often 5 or more things at once. Behind him, beside him, in front, behind, together, she is the grace, the love, the warrior, the thinker, the nurturer, the fighter, the beauty in the garden, the eye of the storm, the mother of all things. In the heat of his uality, he hadn’t realized just how vulnerable he was, how exposed to her he was.
He smiled to himself, a deep unending satisfied smile that came from the depths of his heart. It was a feeling of completeness and a wholehearted acceptance of himself as himself by her. She now knew all his secrets, desires, lust, hidden ual acts, his mistakes, and failings as well as his achievements and success and she still valued him as a great friend. This shook him to the core, shattering his selfdepreciations as he had come to live with. In one swift, soft but firm acceptance of his ual fetishes and exploration, she had nurtured him out into a value and worth she continued to see in him. His uality did not diminish who he was as a man as was his greatest inner conflict. By accepting all his uality, she graced him. It was by her grace that he now stood taller than before, breastfeeding him with nourishment that simply gave him strength to just be himself. It was a gift that had no words, nor could it be encapsulated in words or speech. He simply felt her powerful gift. And powerful was the word as it was done by her grace alone. A grace only great women held with himself at her mercy. She had guided him in the ways of propriety, adding to his skill set of selfworth and perception as he navigated his unique uality amongst the social realm of decorum. And all through this, the integrity and understanding were clearly on another level, higher than a lot of people. He breathed out a deep, deep breath. He loved a woman penetrating his bum hole with a strapon, driving it deep and stretching him open. Having his penis stepped on hard and her heel down his pee hole. Feet, anal , drinking women’s pee, licking a woman’s bum hole, bondage in receiving and giving, and many more things and acts, she knew them all… her grace accepted him, all of him, as himself. The depth of true friendship knows no bounds.
