In past eight years I never heard my wife say Fuck while we were making love. It was always silent or only moans. I have to admit that my wife moans r...al good and at times only her moans can get me to spray it inside her that she describes as the best feeling she craves for :). So this word got me to stop for a moment and I smiled while looking at my wife for what she just said (The fact that I loved to hear that from her) but it made her a little concerned and she lost the mood thinking if I. Even as little children it was that way. Sarah and I would go down to the slough that ran by our places and splash and play with all that magic energy of youth, the kind only children can enjoy. We had no suits, we just stripped and carried on naked, no thought at all to the difference between us. I suppose I was about 10 or so when one day I was climbing out of the water, Sarah was looking at me oddly. ‘It is supposed to be that way?’ she asked. ‘Is what supposed to be that way?’ ‘THAT!’ she. As she walked back to assume a pose, she giggled internally, wondering if that slight shadow was just the way his suit fit and she hadn’t noticed it, or if that had been a more recent development. Just as she shook the thought from her mind;DINGDINGGrace looked back at the man, who was looking at the phone with wide eyes and his mouth open a little.“Its uhh-,“ was all he made out before handing her phone back over to her. It was Matt again. Grace opened the texts, and her eyes opened a little. He still got online with her to masturbate together but little did she know, he was masturbating before and after, 3 or 4 times a day, often with other likeminded guys who understood and shared the need. So we masturbated together, even stroking each other’s cocks to get a sense about each other, and he told me this story. After a while he was hard again and he let me watch while he masturbated online with one of his daily regulars. He still ejaculated a good load. We both went downstairs of.