" I don't think Owen has come to that conclusion," Rita said softly. "There are times when he thinks he's still in college, and doesn't have to worry ...bout anything but his image." Ooohhh... have you talked to him about that?" I tried... sort of... tonight. That's what the fight was about. I told him that... that he wasn't making me... well... you know..." He wasn't making you happy in bed?"Rita looked long at him before saying anything. She didn't like having her private life exposed like. .." Some chap in Wembley's angry with me."She sat on the arm on my chair and picked up my tin. "And driving you to drink?" Yeah." Tell me." I got in after lunch and there was a pink slip to phone a CSIRO number in Wembley. So I did and some guy began yelling about my stealing his stuff and who the hell was I. I tried to tell him that I'd no notion of what he was talking about, but failed. Then I called Janice in Canberra. She told me that he was a well-known blowhard. Then I came home." So why. He got his thing close to my face. He didn't force me but the aroma hit my nose the endorphin started to titillate sensation in me that i didn't comprehend... my moist lips were dragged to his tool without any inhibition. The touch the feel and the sensation was amazing. I again closed my eyes and started to lick his tool with my tongue. He was drenched with my drool. YES I WAS drooling. Then we heard our parents calling us and it stopped.Every chance we got time alone we fooled around. He. As I fondled Dan’s cock I couldn’t help but think of Marvin’s cock and mentally compare their sizes. This was so wrong. Dan was my husband and I shouldn’t compare him to other men. But Marvin was huge and with his BBC he had taken me to a new level of sexual self-actualization. He had taken me to place that Dan couldn’t go and now I was having to sort out my feelings and emotions about sex with Dan and sex with Marvin and maybe other black men. Oh God, what have I done to myself? Dan had.