Things are pretty heated by now and we are sharing in pussy sucking heaven (oh yeah, there is a pussy sucking heaven, I know, I've been there with thi... women many times) and the sounds this she makes are enough to lay back and masturbate to (been there and done that too)at this point i'm not sure if the music playing is in my head or real. No matter it's my favorite. We switched positions and now I am sucking her the way I like, and she loves. Slow, sensuous, hard, soft tongue in the pussy,. So one night I told her that she was going to have to find herself a couple of horny studs to scratch her itch when I couldn't. I explained to her that she was fucking me to death - literally - and that since I couldn't keep up with her and the lack of sex was driving her up the wall, she was going to have to find outside relief if she wanted our marriage to survive. She started crying, said that I didn't love her anymore - I couldn't love her and ask her to do something like that. It took. ' I stopped at the door. ?Lillian, you can go early thisafternoon.' Lillian stared at me, unsure. ?Are you sure? You said this morning?' What was I saying? ?I'm sure.' The words slipped out and I blinked as I heard them escape frommy lips. ?Can I go at four?' ?You can go anytime you like.' ?Any time?' Lillian gaped at me and I almost shook my head to clear it. ?Yes. Have a nice weekend.' Stephen called at one forty five as he had promised. He was so punctual anddisciplined ? an ideal husband.. I even pinched them harder and left them and she was shouting like hell in normal case I would not have done such a thing but I guess she wanted such a thing as all through this periodShe had shown me so much of skin and done such things that only a bitch in heat can do such stuff her shouting was driving me crazy and at that moment I wanted that she should shout more, as much as she can. I kept on sucking and playing with her nipples and soon she was supporting me, not by her voice but by her.