We had 2 k**s in the first four years we were married and she stopped working. By then she seemed to lose interest in me sexually and I fucked her les.... When we did have sex lots of times she seemed to prefer to just give me a blowjob rather than fuck me and I gladly enjoyed her blowjobs! We were also not getting along and she was constantly starting fights with me. Soon the blowjobs even stopped and I’d get the occasionally handjob from her or she’d let me use a dildo to fuck her. Her Saturday. She was going after her doctorate. But it seemed that every few months, she would hit upon a new research idea, never completing the old.We email constantly, back and forth. She went to her doctor, and had the pregnancy confirmed. I was ecstatic, but very worried about her. I was wishing that I could be there to cook her meals, and care for her, even though she was hardly yet affected by the pregnancy.I was now free to do research of my own, on the technology and the biological specimens,. I pushed her thighs apart with my forearms and used my hands to spread her cunt lips wide open. The room lights reflected off the juicy tender reddened flesh inside. I opened my mouth and put it over her clit and the part of her mound just above it. My tongue worked in her hole. Gloria screamed, and Mrs Martin moved so she could watch more clearly. I saw in my peripheral vision that she had her skirt up and was fucking her hairy cunt with several fingers."Peter," Mrs. Martin cooed to me. ". I slammed my head back against her bed and grabbed fistfuls of sheets as her body continued to torture me. “What the hell was that?” I managed, fighting through the pleasure to speak. She was still twitching and it looked like her eyes wanted to close as she struggled to pick her head up and look at me. “You just made me cum Tom.” She answered sheepishly, laying her head on my chest and gently rocking her hips as her pussy calmed down slightly. “Did I? Just from that little thing?” I.