He had given up on initiating sex with me about 10 years into our marriage. I thought he had lost his libido, despite the fact that he had told me sev...ral times that he was just tired of wasting his time with only a 1% success rate when he initiated. I should have realized that he meant exactly what he said, that he was just tired of wasting his time.When I look back now, I realize that I had often used the prospect of sex with me as a reason he had for paying attention to me, even though I. I went back in the living room with my Sprite and her water. I handed her the water, placed my Sprite on the table next to the couch, and sat down. She took a big sip of water, and from the corner of my eye, I saw her looking at me. I turned and she was holding the glass with both hands, just looking at me, smiling with her mouth closed.“What?” I said, smiling back. She put the glass of water on the coffee table, then sat back up and continued looking at me, smiling. “What?” I said again, still. She whined a moment, the pleading in her tone almost enough to make me spank her just once more. But as she looked up at me, begging with her eyes I shook my head and nodded to my cock.Gripping the sheets, obviously forcing herself not to rub herself after last time when I tied her up and kept her just off orgasm for half a day, she took me into her mouth, forcing herself down onto it until she was deep throating me, still seemingly impossible for my thick cock.Enthusiastically gobbling me up,. "You are abroad very late tonight, Master Crow," I said, turning inamusement, but my words came out dry and faint, like a moan sighedthrough parched lips.I studied the moonlit ground, seeking the lone black bird that was myonly companion. The earth was even darker than the heavens above, forit lacked stars. Before I gave up the search, the walked from itshiding place inside my thin moon shadow, the argentine glow reflectedon its glossy plumage. My corvine stalker was pecking at something onthe.