But Paul wanted to spice things up a little more. He asked me if I could lift my shirt up to expose my belly, and gently rest my hands on it. It seeme... like an odd request to me, but I did it anyways. I lifted my shirt up a bit and struck the pose. We moved over to his sofa, where I sported more arousing poses: lying on my back with my hands over my hand, my hands in between my things, resting on my size in the classic “draw me like one of your French girls” poses. I even went a bit of the. But a woman who fucks around is considered a slut. I did not want you to have people thinking you were married to a slut.”“That makes me love you even more, my darling. So, what I am hearing is that there are some experiences you would like to enjoy, but for the possible repercussions to your reputation?”“That’s close.”“You do know that I love you so much that any action that makes you happy cannot possibly make me unhappy, don’t you?”“Yes, but the concept of the open marriage has been. She could taste his pre-cum flooding her mouth and giving her a preview if what his cum would taste like when she swallowed it! Then she remembered that she wanted most was to fuck!"Carl! I will suck you as much as you want and when you want but I need this cock in my pussy! I need it right NOW!!!!" Her voiced screamed"Not yet!" He groaned"Please! I need to get fucked so badly!" She pleaded with years starting to form in her eyes"Not until I eat that pussy first!" He said with lust in his. Sorry. It's just that I don't want to share this with someone else, a complete stranger. This is just us. What happens between us is all that matters. Whatever Ralph thinks, or Susan did, or my Mum wants, it has to be just us that solves it. I'm sorry, but that's the way I feel." Heather may have some good tools, ways of dealing with issues." So, you talk to her if we get stuck. That assumes we ever start."She didn't like that last comment, but I could see her thinking as I poured us two more.