"But I owe you so much! I can't stand it if you are unhappy. Ellen, you're my friend." And Harry is my friend too, Josie. You make him happy and that'... all I care about. Now let's go back in. We've got a few more bottles of that wine to empty."And they went back. As a matter of fact, Ellen did her fair share in emptying those wine bottles and then some more. Josie, confident that she would wake up in Henry's arms, also had a few glasses more than she would have otherwise deemed prudent.. So we would go down and spend the night drinking just watching the street people come in and out. It was one of those nights when a number of ladies of the night came in a few times just to rest and get off their feet. We struck up conversations because I was hopping that some of that street whore mentality would rub off onto my wife. This particular night one of them was complaining that everybody she ran into wanted their dick sucked. Then she proceeded to tell us about the number and sizes. It was very fulfilling for me, comforting. Also, I love ejaculating and have always wanted to do that more since I can remember. I couldn't think of any reason holding me back. I had all this time on my hands, why not put my cock into my hands too so I started masturbating several times a week”, he laughed then continued. “Oh, I used to have sex a lot when I was in my 20s but all that changed as I got married and into my career.” He wiped his brow and started rubbing his crotch slowly. “All. Till this time she had cummed five times and not in a condition to even move her hands also, I rolled off her and laid beside her, we both went off to sleep immediately I woke up after 2 hours and looked at the time it was almost 1.00 am when I searched for her she was missing from the bed I saw the door open and she walked with a tray of snacks in her hand she was still naked she placed the tray on the bed beside me and started to feed me with her hands. She said she had not felt any thing.