He also kept telling me how desirable I was, eventually making me accept that I was. He also encouraged me to be more open and assertive in our sex.It...was about three months after our wedding when he'd just finished giving me another fabulous orgasm with his mouth when he asked, "Ever think you might want to give me oral sex?"Now, by this time, we were watching porn on our computer, so I'd seen lots of sucking by then. But, I hadn't done it.I really had avoided it up to this point, of course,. I had no idea if I should like that habit of them, or be disgusted about it. I liked the blowjob though. She did it with sensitivity, like she knew how I would like it. Maybe I wanted more of that. More blowjobs would make me feel a lot better that’s for sure. I continued the path to the elevators, but decided to take the stairs next to them. I walked up to the 3 rd floor, down the hall, and entered the office. Maria was sitting there already. "Good morning" I said as I. Master cabin, three guest quarters and room for a crew of four. Dining area that can accommodate eight, full galley, sitting area with a 60 inch HD TV. Satellite dish so we can get reception anywhere. And I forget what else. Wally and I used to do a lot of entertaining, and some of those threesomes, were sometimes moresomes, lol. Or at least different combos of couples, threesomes and moresomes. We had some wild times before he decided he was more interested in watching one or two other. "Just this once?" she whispered so lightly that it took John two seconds to comprehend what she had just said, and when he did, the realization hit: once and never again wasn't 100 percent satisfactory. "Three. A hundred for each--" Three?" What? You don't think your mouth's worth one a pop?" he asked with a smirk.but he duped his word by frequently grabbing her head and cramming his seven-and-a-half inches deep down and up her throat, making her gag on it. Reduced to a series of moans, climax.