My sex life wasn’t the greatest thing. My husband and I had sex every day, except, he’s only interested in himself. We have a very vanilla sex lif.... I’ve always wanted to experiment with sex, however, my husband doesn’t know how to please a woman. I have faked all my orgasms over the years.I was tired of him just giving me a few kisses, holding my breasts, tasting my pussy for like a minute, and for the finale putting his cock into me for about five pumps. He’d cum just like that. I was just. She took the cuff that had been dagling from his wrist and connected it to his other wrist behind his back. She motioned him into position with his neck on the edge of the cushion and his head on top, his body at an angle. She pushed his legs apart duct taping his feet together sole to sole. His legs spread his junk hanging out in my direction almost hard from the play time that was totally out of his control. I could sense his discomfort, the redness in his face the way he uncontrollably. "His balls have come up and his cock has started throbbing, and I think he's pretty close to the point of no return, so I'm going to apply the pressure now."She did so; Adrian groaned out loud as he felt her fingers dig in to his tender swollen flesh, but there was no eruption."If I had left it too late, nothing will stop an ejaculation that is underway, and it would just have caused Adrian pain. Poor Hamish had a couple of very uncomfortable experiences while we were trying this out!"Hamish. They moved off in convoy and we went back inside. I looked round the hall and realised that something was missing. There wasn't a hint of Christmas in the whole house. Not an ornament, not a pine needle: nothing. Frau Kurtz went up to her room without a word. The soap operas were calling her. Ulrika and I looked at each other.'Come on kid, ' I said. 'Time for a little work. Only two hours though: aren't we lucky to be on holiday?' She smiled shyly.'Frau Kurtz goes tomorrow', she said, 'and cook.