“I want you to treat me like a little girl” my tone is unsure because it’s the first time I’ve said this out loud.“Go on”, you say with a ...erious air about you that unsettles me.“I want you to abuse your little girl, I want to be used to satisfy your every sick fantasy” and instantly I feel so aroused and liberated for sharing this with you.“Okay babes, I understand” and I wonder whether you really might.“There’s more!” I say quickly while I have the courage,“I want to pretend I don’t like it. She sat next to him, and I sat on the love seat. She started a tickle fight with him, and she straddled his lap, then kissed him passionately. He resisted at first, then kissed her back, squeezing her butt, then he looked at me for approval.“It's okay babe, I want you to. I set this up just for you.”They started kissing again. Tracy was grinding her crotch into his. My husband was moaning. He took off her t-shirt, then her bikini top, and started licking all over her breasts and nipples. Tracy. I just had surgery and I want to go to bed – alone.” We had a big ‘70s station wagon with three grade school aged kids in the back seat so our discussion was guarded. “Little pitchers have big ears” my mother used to say when she and my Dad were having “discussions.”The next few days after were arrived there was a lot of silence around the house. About a week she said the Dreaded Words: “We have to talk.” She said “Yes, I want a divorce. I have a lawyer and he wants to talk to both of us.” I. I wanted to get a good taste of John’s salty semen beforeI swallowed it. It was warm and slimy as it coated mytongue and engrossed all of my taste buds. I could seethat John was enjoying every moment of seeing me savorthe taste of his cum. I opened my mouth so he could geta good look at the sperm in my mouth and began to garglewith the fluid.I played with it for a long time in my mouth by bringingthe frothy cum up to my lips and blowing bubbles with it.Some of the cum dribbled past my.