However, if that doesn't help, there's not much else I can do. You might well have to face the fact that, at least when it comes to sex, the two of y...u just aren't made for each other. Unfortunately, sex is a major part of our lives, and most people cannot live without it for long before they begin to obsess. It's not healthy to deny that reality. If your marriage is strong otherwise, I would suggest that you consider an open marriage. At least that would allow you both sexual satisfaction. I tapped lightly and heard mom's sweet voice invite me in. Opening the door, I found the room lit only by two candles on her bureau. My mother was lying in the bed, covered by a sheet, and propped up by several pillows. She pulled the sheet back on the empty side of the bed as a gesture of invitation. I slid in next to her and lay on my side facing her with my head propped up with one arm. "We just have to take it slowly, dear, because of my arm, but later when it gets better we can have. “So what does Mary do to that for you then?”Bert could see the tell tale look in her eye; she was captivated by his rod.“Plays with it sometimes taking it up into her mouth!” Bert knew he was lying about her taking his cock into her mouth but it was worth a try.“A bed bath first then perhaps I see what I can do for you!” Belinda quizzed easing the bedclothes from the bed exposing him fully.“Not bad for an old one are you; when did you last service that then?” Belinda reached across the bed. "What is going on Jennifer? And what is a switcher?" Yes Jennifer why did you call me a switcher?" asked Rachael."I can explain it all, but please wait until the Breams and my parents get here." I begged them."I give them thirty minutes. If they aren't here by then," said Mr. Simms. "I will get some answers then."---My parents arrived first twenty-five minutes later. I could see the reason why they took so long. They stopped and picked up Jennifer.Who almost blew it. "Dean, my parents told me.