I felt her lips tighten as I spewed. She sucked hard until she had swallowed most of my jizz. As she looked up I apologized for cumming so quickly, an... in her mouth. “Its ok hon, I understand.” She told me. “Do you feel up for some more.” “That depends,” I told her, “What did you have in mind?” I asked. She stood and began to finger herself. She motioned for me to lie in the floor on the bathroom rug. As I laid down I watched her as she stood over me, rubbing herself. I felt my dick stir as it. One such experience that my wife shared with me was when she went for a night on the town with some of her friends. The club she went to was jam packed with sailors in town for R&R and they were buying rounds of drinks for almost every girl in sight. Needless to say they kept buying endless rounds for my wife's group and started to chat them up. After a couple of drinks and high on the alcohol, my wife started to dance with one of the sailors, a black guy known as Greg. They were dirty dancing. I asked Lisa what the problem was and she said she was just getting board with the same routine. She confessed to me that she’d been watching a lot of porn on her phone, And that she’s been masturbating a lot when I was at work. that was why our sex has been dropping off because she’s never horny because she takes care of herself. lisa said a lot was wrong with our sex life and that she’s been fantasizing about other men. I asked her what was wrong? She said I’ll tell you but you have to. Our hands served to draw each other in deeper as if we were both frightened that the other may try to pull away at any moment. After a while my hand found its way to the decadent heat between her legs where I rubbed and pressed against to the sound of her appreciative whimpers. One night she was wearing a skirt, so to show her what we were waiting for I lifted it and kissed her pubic mouth with all the enthusiasm I had previously shown. That night I kissed her more deeply than ever before, my.