“We may be old, darling, but Papa Bob and I enjoy porn, too. Seems like all the young girls these days are doing that kind of thing, aren’t they?�...�“Well, the guys sure seem to enjoy it,” retorted Erika, grabbing my own rod and flailing her own tongue with it.“Nice beat you ladies are tapping out down there,” Dad interjected. “You get this treatment all the time, Charlie?”“Only on special occasions,” I sighed, enjoying the sensation of my cockhead slapping down on my wife’s moist tongue.Erika. I had always wanted her and i thought she wanted me but i wasn’t sure and mostly i was too scared to find out. As we talked, she put her hands on my thigh and kept it there. I first thought it meant nothing but as we continued talking, the conversation turned to sex. We ended up talking about our favourite sexual positions and what we liked and so on. I started getting a hard on and i was afraid she’d notice when all of a sudden, her hand started moving up my thigh. I held my breath, too. And, for a while I think she did. We were married and for seven years I believed we had the perfect marriage. We made love three or four times each and every week. I lavished love on her like a man obsessed. I guess that was another mistake on my part as it seems that my obsession caused her to lose respect for me. All respect.Things began to change after the first three years. It was little things at first. A snide remark prior to a party and little disrespects that at first I didn't even. Pramod had a mid-sized tummy and Raji having an ass to die for. Her figure was 36-30-38, which I came to know when I first had sex with her. The moment I saw her, I decided that at least once my dick must taste the heart of pussy’s inner walls.Trust me guys, it was a day when my dick was not showing signs of relaxing without entering her. With lots of hard work, I calmed my cock to sleep. On the second day onwards, she started to take lessons in our class. She always used to wear tight leggings.