" I really couldn't answer her.I then started having the usual little sexual games with my girlfriend that couples have, without reaching actual penet...ation, again she found me different because I wouldn't mind if I didn't have an orgasm, my main goal was to give her an orgasm, then maybe have one myself, but she told me that other boyfriends that she had had only been interested in themselves and finishing, fast, often letting her to finish herself off.As you may have guessed by now, we ended. ’ Sounds like fun to me, thought Jessie. She took a chance and asked, ‘Cool! So, eh…what does your husband do then?’ ‘Oh, I am married not, my good lady,’ Annabella accentuated with a chuckle. ‘Boyfriend?’ ‘Nope, I am free as a bird.’ Ah. So now came the challenge. ‘Well, that’s cool, so am I,’ Jessie said, keeping her advance paced and matter-of-fact. ‘I’m also gay though, so…y’know.’ ‘Oh, nice,’ replied Annabella. ‘I’m a bi-er.’ For a second Jessie was about to ask, ‘Buyer? I thought. Good. Now, once you get moving you need to get up onto your feet. You need to do it really quickly but you have to be careful not to lose your balance. He showed me how to get up step-by-step. It seemed like he lingered on his knees, in a doggy-style position, longer than he needed to but that could just have been my dreams getting in the way of reality. Regardless it was hot and my cock started to stiffen. It took about 20 minutes total of him showing me how to get up and all that before he. You see I know that I had already hurt her once. Not through any action on my part but through my complete gutless inaction I had let her come to harm, failed to show her that I loved her, to claim her as my own. I had almost lost the woman I loved then. IT. Would. Never. Happen. Again. NOBODY fucks my wife but me. I PROTECT her. I would die for this woman. But dying would not be enough to save her. So I would let myself be raped for her. The thing that seemed to amaze her was that this was not.