“Oh God, Tom. Ooooooh. I changed my mind. I don’t want you to return the favor. You have to fuck me. Please, Tom! FUCK ME!!!!," she almost screame... as she pulled my cock towards her. I moved myself closer as she placed the tip of my cock at her entrance. She raised her hips up forcing my cock head inside of her. “Mmmmm,” I moaned out from the warm, wet grasp of her pussy around my swollen cock head. I pushed myself further inside of her as she moaned out and thrust her hips up even further. She. She seemed more attentive than usual. He couldn't remember her ever waiting by the door for him like this. "The thing is hon," he said. "I feel like --" Before you go on, I think there's something we need to talk about."He sat up straighter. "Okay?" I hope you won't be angry..."He frowned. "What's wrong?" Well…" she said, "I love you. And I love our marriage. But do you ever feel like you need more...excitement? Adventure?" Exoticism?" Exactly!" She beamed. "I'm so glad you understand." Nadia. Tastes differ, said her eyes; activities that excite one person disgust another. No need to be ashamed. Fantasies, however extreme, are fine provided you don’t upset anyone with them. “Rape, degradation of women,” she said; “typical male entertainments in both fantasy and reality.”I’ve never revealed those interests, I thought. Not ashamed, though - merely discreet.“Also castration fantasies,” she went on, “fem dom, forced - ”“What makes you suppose - ?”“I’m not supposing, Douglas. I know.” She. But I suppose that, since I'm not all that appealing, I'll have to settle for that response. Stand up then and let me sit."Soon we had reversed positions and Ron was standing behind me but he was holding himself back and his hands were only resting on my shoulders. He was definitely unsure of what I wanted and what he was allowed to do. A bit of encouragement was definitely needed or I would never get what I wanted so desperately."I thought you would want to touch and feel my breast? I don't.