Bit by bit the truth was beginning to dawn on me as when on the few occasions we actually did something physical he wanted me to talk about sex with o...her men I had met, and he finished off by masturbating as I told a pack of lies.I Googled his conditions and arrived at my husbands fetish, he fantasized when I left for a weekend's modelling, he knew I did one off specials for certain clubs and showed some tit and arse and a bit of full frontal, a wanking session photo shoot and I made a lot of. I lasted all of about five minutes before I yelled out that I was coming, and someone's mouth closed over the head of my cock to take everything I could give. When the roaring in my ears quieted, I opened my eyes to see the two women locked in a deep kiss, sharing my cum with each other.When they parted, Rhonda smirked at me and asked, "So, did that solve your problem? Are you done whining?"I picked up my beer and looked at her over its neck. "I can still take you downstairs and hook you up to. I jumped to my feet and rushed to answer it. Who could it be but Gary! I opened it and the smile completely left my face. It was Pete. What do you want, I chided. Im so sorry, Judy, he sounded as worried as I was. I was going to call you but I didnt think youd answer the phone so I thought Id come over instead. What do you want? I said coldly. I turned my head away, I couldnt even look at him. How the hell did Gary find out about us anyway? he asked. I dont know, all I know is he was there. ”“How about in college?”“No, I was too busy with my heavy course load, and I was only fifteen when I went to MIT.”“When was the last time you had sex?”“You know, last...”“Not counting last night.”“Three years ago at the Mensa convention.” She replied.“And before that?”“Six years ago.”“And before that?”“When your father got me pregnant.”My mother’s total sexual experience consisted of four one-night stands in nineteen years.“I know the problem, Mom, you may have an academic knowledge of sex, but.