So when he started the game, I stood up, walked around the table and dove under the table and he had his pants already down. I took his cock into my m...uth and started working on it like no tomorrow. I hadn’t seen porn at that age (this was in the ’80, no internet), so I never learned how to suck a cock but I just did it intuitively. After a short while he used the same sound effect to announce his cumming, but I do wanted to taste his cum and I took it all in my mouth. What a thrill.We never. Somewhatsubjugated. To being limited in choice, or even opportunity. I wanted tobe dutiful. Put 'on display', maybe even as a 'trophy wife' for mypartner to be proud of.To have an opinion, yes. But to know that it should only be voiced onlyif asked and only then without force or conviction. To not allowing my'pretty little head to be muddled' or challenged by 'important' matters,such as politics or world issues. Instead perhaps being preoccupied withthoughts on the latest recipes, styles of. .. Faith, would you mind coming with me?"It was Faith's turn to spit the soda this time, she was caught off guard, everyone was expecting Dawn to ask Willow, but after recovering, she said with wide eyes. "Uh… I'm not a lesbian Dawn… I mean no offense Red, but I'm not."Buffy just rolled her eyes."Ok. We believe you, Faith, don't worry." Dawn replied sarcastically. "Please," she pouted. "You're the coolest lesbian I know of."Willow looked disappointed.When she saw Willow’s expression, she. I walked towards the bedroom door before being forced to stop to turn around and face him, wondering why he was still standing there, and still so silent.'Ready'? I asked him, genuinely quizzing my husband of a few years.Yet he still stood there, staring. His silence creating an awkwardness that I couldn't explain. Was there something wrong? Had I done something wrong? My mind raced through the events of the day in an attempt to answer my growing questions.Without warning, his lifelessness.