Like, the oral sex stuff.’ You told her you’d answer truthfully, I told myself. ‘Yes, sweetie, we did.’ She was silent for a moment, then: ‘...o what made you want to do that?’ I shook my head. ‘Sorry, Punkin, that’s private. That was between your mother and me. One day you’ll understand. It’s just… something I keep precious to myself.’ She laid her head on my shoulder, and said, very softly, ‘I’m sorry.’ I chuckled and placed my arm around her. ‘Don’t be. Not your fault for wanting to know,’ I. "If I go through all that—the surgery, the chemo, the radiation—what's that going to get me?" she asked through teary eyes. "Another month? Two? And for what? Feeling like shit after taking a handful of pills? Or throwing up for two days after the radiation? No, Amberle, I want to die with dignity. I just want to be comfortable and spend as much time as I can with you and our daughter."The doctors had done all they could, and she resigned herself to the fact that this would mean her death.I. I had shown him several Polaroid pictures of my wife naked and bound an had talked in some detail about what I had done to her! Enough that I felt comfortable in telling him that his wife had hit on me!Now you have to remember that back in those days we were both young and horny as hell ! I was taking my girl out parking pretty much on a regular basis naked bound and blindfolded into the woods, plus I was a kinky and devious guy always experimenting and looking for interesting sexual. My cock began to rise, but I knew that she couldn't be touched without the drug, so I quietly closed the door and knocked harder this time, hearing her gathering the covers around her and say. "Come in," and I told her it was time to get up and set off to make us some toast and orange juice. I felt her enter the kitchen and turned to see her clad in the robe, I had forgotten about her clothes I had washed, and I set about getting them from the dryer and handing them to her. As she took them.