We are both twenty-two years old and have been married for two years. Our sex life is great; he is very horny and affectionate. I never have to ask ...or sex as he is always willing and able.He is a Social worker and I am a nurse. We met while he was in the hospital where I work. He was working on a child abuse case. He isn’t a hunk by any means, in fact, quite the opposite; he is very feminine. Maybe him being this way attracted me to him as I had been in two lesbian relationships before. Valour bent down, pushing two long fingers to the dainty jawline of the girl. Ice cold, but her heart pumped strong. Her weak breaths betrayed the strong pulse. One of his men bent down and started to tear at her clothing, but before he could ruin her modesty Valour roared to the man and ordered him to leave the girl be. The man, his healer Olar looked perplexed, watching the captain with strange eyes. ‘Captain, the girl needs to be unclothed of the soaked garments and I need to warm her. Hold your thoughts again! He did not resemble a pig nor some other animal, he resembled a fetter- an inanimate object that comes in a variety forms and more often than not in something other than the conventional iron updo. I had stared into a beautiful face, something which spoke of nobility and decorum. The well cut suit spoke of taste and elegance. His overall bearing suggested education and perfection. I was as is apparent only to me, repelled! Readers, attraction has more to do with the. With no one here but the four of us, we could really let our hair down all evening long, and do anything we wanted to do, in completely delicious privacy," Peggy suggested, warming to the idea. "Each couple could fill the other couple in on all the nasty things we can think of to do to each other. Maybe, if we all agreed," Peggy suggested, "we could even swap husbands or something "adding, 'after all, it would be a private gathering with just the four of us."Wonderful, I can hardly wait" Randy.