Jane wanted me to suck her out but I told her I would only when she shaved or trimmed it. What did she say.Ok – next time I will.Have you done it y...t.To Jane no but Sue all the time, she loves it.God you are depraved.Not really – how often have you been sucked out.Never.Shit – why.There was only one time we wanted to and I was so hot and sweaty as we had been playing tennis – I was a bit overpowering and he was a bit put off by the smell so he didn’t. I was really disappointed.Well don’t be.He. Not drunk, just high. She’ll accept any kind of d**g but only from her husband – she’ll absolutely love “X”….she’ll call it her “cummy pill”. Phase Two: she must use all the sexy, naughty words when having sex….or when she wants to have sex. Using these words will turn her on a lot. Not breasts (usually) but titties, not (never) vagina but pussy, cunt; not anus but ass-pussy, asshole, and lots of adjectives: pretty, girly, feminine, sweet, oily, slippery, etc. She’ll be willing. My sister being the bold young woman that she is, would just kiss me if that is what she wanted, but she was hesitating. As I felt myself beginning to drift off to sleep, my intellect and inhibitions began to wear down, I held her a little tighter, caressing her strong, smooth back. Before I consciously realized what I was doing, I gave her a soft kiss on the lips, and she responded with a much deeper and passionate kiss. Clearly, she was getting impatient waiting for me to kiss her. She. They did talk more while at home. Yes, they did. They talked and they talked and they talked. And once they finished talking they asked themselves what was left. “Love and sex?” she answered along with a sincere smile. He looked into her eyes. He saw the sincerity in them and he finally smiled back. He cuddled up into her body and took her in his eyes. “I do love you, you should know. I’ve always loved you.” She knew that. “So what do you say? Let’s go on upstairs, draw a bath, and let’s have.