"They don't have to be on their knees." Lena clicked her tongue. She looked away fuming. "Lena," he said, "What I meant was whatever the woman wants t... do always feels good." Her eyes shifted. She listened carefully. "If she wants to suck his cock, great. Hell yeah, it feels really great," he continued, "But that's what sex is supposed to do, isn't it? Oral or otherwise." Lena's frustration subsided somewhat. There was nothing lurid or tawdry in his words. He seemed to be speaking honestly. She. I looked at my very dirty watch and saw that it was almost dinner time and I know my family will come looking for me for dinner I was covered in shit , vomit , dirt and cum I needed to get presentable lucky for me there is a makeshift shower in the barn I stripped naked and went over under the water spout and let the hot water wash away all the bodily fluids of me I could see my horse watching me he was really focussed on me I decided to be a tease and rub my boobs and stroke the only part of. Why wouldn’t he discuss this with her? Didn’t he care how she felt? ‘Rod, don’t try to change the subject. Nobody is putting ideas in my head. This is the first night you’ve been home before one A. M. in weeks,’ she replied. ‘Normally, the only time I see you is when you’re getting ready for work in the morning. My being home won’t help us work on our relationship if you’re not home to work on it with me.’ ‘Yeah, sure, blame it all on me,’ Rod snapped. ‘I’m not the one complaining.’ ‘I’m not. ’ ‘I am sure an average Indian must consider odd, even unbelievable, the way we had overcome the crisis. An average Indian cannot understand, but for an Indian army officer such behaviour towards women was second nature. When my wife, who herself was from army background from the days of her grandfather, told me that the child she was bearing was not mine she was acting in that tradition. She could easily have had an abortion and not told me at all. But she told me first crack out of the box,.