My wife was not interested in sex either. If I suggested anything otherthan the missionary position, I was label a pervert. When we were firstmarried,...we had sex once or twice a week. That soon trailed off to onceor twice a month and then it just stopped completely. The last threeyears of my marriage, my wife and I lived in separate bed rooms andbarely communicated. It was only when her parents became ill and aprospect of inheritance came into the picture, that she agreed to a divorce.Friday, I. He moans with pleasure knowing he won’t be able to take much more of this. He pulls her up to him grabbing her by the waist and lifting her onto the bed laying her on her back. He spreads her legs and slides between them moving his mouth across her stomach and down until he comes to her wet pussy. He begins to flick at her pussy with the tip of his tongue teasing her. She whispers for him to suck her clit. He happily moves his mouth to her clit sucking on it making her moan for more. He slides. As soon as he saw me naked I said ‘come get me’. He stared for a second in shock and then to my suprise said ‘fuuuck yeah’ and stripped off. He then approach me with a massive hard on too and I said ‘you know what i’d like’ and without blinking he got on his knees and crawled to my throbbing hard on. He grabbed it and began running the edge of his tongue around my wet dick. He did a few laps before he finally took it in his mouth, sucking harder and deeper each time. I let out a massive groan. Come inside.”“Mom...”“Come inside,” she said, leaving her top where it lay as she turned and walked toward the door.I stood there until she slid open the door and turned back to me. There was no way to avoid looking at her beautiful, naked breasts.“Chance. Inside,” she said in a slightly bemused voice.She grabbed my hand when I finally made my feet move to reach her at the door. Then she pulled me along, down the hallway and to the couch.“Sit down,” she instructed as she did so, tugging on.