. lackluster. Sex rarely happened, and when it did happen, it left something to be desired. Namely me. It wasn't long before I settled for masturbat...ng while he was at work rather than let him touch me. I often asked myself if we had reached the stage in our relationship where hot, passionate sex was impossible. But I didn't want to believe that. We were barely into our forties for crying out loud. Despite the passionless sex, I still loved and adored my husband, so I refused to give up just. I heard him give a gurgle as I came and I knew he was very experienced in this form of sex because he was able to swallow without giving up on his sucking and tonguing of me. It was some time before we released each other and were back face to face for him to continue his kissing of me as well as stroking me all over. There wasn’t anything I could teach him about oral sex and he confessed later that it was for the girls that he had enrolled as that was the department he’d had the least sex. You look at me an all your stresses from work go an all you can think of is wow!!! hows my favuorite girl today?? you enter the house an close the door dropping your coat an bag, i run my hand up your chest. an as our eyes meet i lean forward smile an kiss you softly. you pick me up as if i weight nothing an carry me to the sofa placing me down gently without breaking from our kiss. my hands running through your hair as we kiss passionately. your hands running over my silk lingerie. i feel you. He had almost cut up to the beltline on both legs when she heard the door yet again being opened. She knew that the two men so far were still at work on the bed so this must be a third man. She was on the point of an orgasm.Her mind was frantically trying to work out what this man would do just as her jeans were dragged away from under her legs. It was only 30 seconds later that her knickers were snipped away. She could feel her clitoris pulsing before the mouth of presumably the man who.