”I gathered myself and spoke. “I don't want to be pissed on!” I blurted out. He stopped and turned round on the narrow path. “Did I get you in...o trouble?” He asked with little sincerity.“No, but I cannot go back to work soaked today. I don't want that.”“Did I go too far?”“Yes.” I said looking down at the leaf-litter. “Funny.” He said. “I swear you wanted to suck this as I piss.” He grabbed my hand and placed it over his impressive bulge. My fingers automatically fondled him. I was breathing. This time, she held on. Mmmm. Can I keep hugging you until I warm up a bit? she asked. Sure I agreed. I was happy to warm her up, moving my hands slowly up and down her back, rubbing her lightly. After a few minutes, I asked her if she was still cold. Im feeling better, but still kind of cold. Can we move the couch and get under the blanket to warm up? she asked. Uh, sure, I guess so I hesitated. Was this a good idea? Watching her parade around half-naked was one thing, but snuggling under a. We have one child and a generally very happy life.Our sex life is pretty good, it has of course lost much of the intensity and frequency of the early days and it has always been fairly vanilla but Sarah is still extremely attractive, a 5ft 7 brunette with a good figure, she still turns heads.If I am looking at porn or erotica I discovered a while ago that the cuckold genre turned me on enormously but I have never discussed this with Sarah, I just felt it would seem distasteful to her and I was. She slipped back off me, and stood in front of me as I sat on the couch, and she said, “Come on, take me to your room.”I stood up, and after what Krista had said about taking charge, I took hold of her, embracing her sweet, curvy body, and kissing her hard on the mouth. I felt a little shudder go through her body as I kissed her, and after breaking the kiss at my own leisure, I reached down abruptly, lifting her and throwing her over my right shoulder. “You’re coming to my room now, “ I said,.