Other magazines arrived and by the end of the year I was in more than a dozen magazines. That is when a package arrived from England. It was from one ...f the publishers of my pictures. Hubby and I opened the package together. There was a large plaque naming me "The Most Bonkable Reader's Wife of the Year". The bottom of the plaque had miniature reproductions of the 3 magazine layouts I had appeared in. Not something you would hang on your living room wall but I allowed my proud hubby to hang it. "Come help me with this" Lawrence said as Evan's cock popped out of his mouth. I joined him between Evan's legs. I took his warm cock in my hands and licked the tip, then sucking on the tip, finally taking it all in. Up and down, in and out his cock went, I pushed it down my throat, then opening my throat, I got it in deep. I pulled it out of my mouth and slapped it against Lawrences' lips.He opened his mouth and stuck his toungue out. I slapped it and rubbed it against his mouth. Then I slid. But, from that day on, I thought about it a lot. It became ingrained in my thoughts every time I jerked off. I desperately wanted to suck somebody off, and that need was greatly enhanced after my divorce and affairs. I even thought about eating my own cum, but every time I had an orgasm, I lost all desire to taste it. Maybe it was lack of desire, or maybe it was me was being scared of it. I also started collecting and freezing my cum, but still, couldn’t ingest it.At age forty-eight, I started. ..so was my cock. I entered the closet and waited...my heart was pounding fast as my excitement grew. I wanted that kiss back! So the door opened and they brought the person in...I was nervous. We kiss instantly(it was a woman's kiss)and we didn't stop. We deep kiss and tongue kissed like it was the last day on Earth. I fell into her...her hands found my now throbbing cock and began playing with it. I was amazed how her hands found my pants button and zipper but said nothing of it...not to.