When faced with his cock, I opened just a little wider, letting me continued driving his dick past my lips and onto my tongue. He didn't take me - not...really.I let it happen.And with his dick in my mouth, something changed, transforming inside of me. I could no longer pretend and posture with my masculinity, no matter what else happened, I'd sucked another man. It was too late to say but I'm straight. At once, I began to relax, to really commit to a full-fledged pursuit of desires buried by. I had noticed as I was drying her thigh that she had parted them but thought nothing of it, looking up at her she had her eyes closed.Moving the towel I used my hand to gently caress the inside of her thigh, “How about that then” she answered “Please don’t” as I rubbed her she opened her thighs a little more and her eyes were still closed as her breathing got a little heavier. “No-one’s done this to you for ages then “ “No” “Then what about this” as I moved my hand onto the front of her. I was never sexually attracted to your father, but I tried. I tried so hard, because he's a godly Christian man, and I thought ... I believed that if I had faith, God would give me a healthy, natural desire for my husband, and that would be all of the lust that I needed in that sense, that the Lord would by some miracle change my nature. He hasn't, Jake. He hasn't once, not in all these years of marriage. I prayed so many times for Him to give me my heart's desire, to be a straight,. Reaching over, she wraps her hand around my shaft and slowly pulls my foreskin down. My head falls back and I close my eyes, moaning out.“You like that, don’t you?” she asks rhetorically.She quickly pulls my foreskin up as far over my head as she can and repeats her movement, retracting me gently, slowly revealing my entire pink head. She watches my mouth fall open as I gently thrust my hips up.“You love your foreskin played with,” she says.I open my eyes and look at her.“I love you,” I say.