"Then I think I'd just as soon lie down. I'm worn out." Fucked out, you mean, dear," said Yvonne bluntly. "But don't worry. You'll be all right tomorr...w, take it from me."Suzanne stood up and slowly walked to the bathroom. Yvonne followed her in, and pointed to a towel behind the door. "You can use that towel," she said, "and the douche can's in the cupboard there. Make it nice 'n hot, and put a tablespoon of this in the water. The douche water, I mean." She reached for a box and handed it. After a while, he broke the kiss and took his face to the left side of my neck, loosening my head cover. I always wear it nowadays.He loosened my head cover, put it on a chair, smelled my neck and said,-you smell amazing…i guess you taste good as well-Then he started eating me there. I moaned to turn him on.-aaah…yeah imad…that feels good…www…h!-I was sometimes biting my lower lip. After a while, he quickly removed my blouse and my bra and put them away. He was more careful with my head. I was gonna post this story yesterday but upon finding and reading a few messages from my wife's phone I decided to postpone it for a day.Again, My wife and I have been married for quite sometime now. I love her she loves me. During the past couple of years we've learned of each others kinks mine being SPH and hers as I've found out most recently is public exhibition.She loves my small cock and she honestly told me that part of the reason we had good times dating was because of it. She likes. He was sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee in front of him. He appeared to be in deep thought, just staring at the wall. She saw him wipe a tear from his eye and take a sip of his coffee. "What's the matter, dear?" she whispered as she stepped into the room."Why are you down here at this time of night?"The husband looked up from his coffee."Do you remember 20 years ago when we were dating, and you were only 16?" he asked."Yes, I do," she replied. The husband paused. The words were.