But cunnilingus was particularly taboo. And I must admit that it was as much my problem as hers. The thought of going down on a woman seemed somehow l...ss than masculine to me – sort of demeaning. And actually, I felt the same about her going down on me. I mean, I wanted it, but it seemed wrong to me. And the one time I had playfully moved to kiss her “down there” during our first year of marriage, she was genuinely shocked, crying out my name, and pushing me away. It was, as I. ..and sends me this pic of his fat cock stretching her asshole out and holy fuck i had to jerk off right then. (i lost that pic unfortunately) She would tell me stories of him fucking her in all these positions and every detail. A week or so after she messages me and says i have a present, and i'm thinking oh awesome i wonder what it is! she sends me a bunch of pics of her fucking this guy hard and says "there you can cum to this probably eh?) and well i know what your all thinking and yes i. The thrill of my excitement was soon blissfully interrupted, however, when an almighty slap was administered to my left arse cheek. When the next smack to the right cheek followed, a collective horny rumble resounded in the room. After several more alternating slaps followed, Griffin lustfully whispered, “Do you want me to fuck you?”“Definitely,” I answered.“Then let’s go upstairs,” he hornily growled.I did not bother to answer but simply followed him out of the steam room.Before we ascended. Jeremy headed to the guest bedroom, while Kari and I got undressed and went and climbed in my bed together. “Good night girls,” he yelled from the other room.“Good night Jeremy,” we both yelled back at the same time.“Good night sweetheart,” I said to Kari, as I kissed her on the lips and quickly went to sleep. I was so sleepy all of a sudden. That night I had a dream that I was on a moose hunt with my dad. We were in Canada and we had flown in to a remote lake with a couple of his close.