He leaned forward, propping his chin in his right hand. "I can feel the warmness of you; smell your sweetness as you lower yourself onto my face. Hung...y for you, I delve into you with my tongue. Moaning, you lean back as my hands slide under your thighs, pulling you down further, to lap up and down your folds before placing my mouth over your clit to suck."Slowly sucking and releasing you, I can feel your peak already beginning to build. Taking my hand from under you, I open my lips wide over. " You agree to that. The waitress tells you where to go for your tickets and you both set out. You've made your way to the beach and walk into a small white tent the same as you've seen all over the island."Good afternoon," a small white man says from behind the counter. He isn't very tall, but he is built. He doesn't have bodybuilding muscles, but his muscles are the type earned from hard manual labor. His dark hair falls to his shoulders in uneven lengths like he hasn't seen an actual barber. And is soft and chewed from weeks of me wearing itas well. She loves it. I hate it. I can't talk. I fastened the leatherstraps around my neck, shoulders and head. The penis gag is so onerous.Another penis can be attached on the outside.I taste my wife's sex and now, for the first time, find it bitter,repugnant even. I am out of love now.I open a rubberist magazine. I am a reader by nature. If there isnothing to do, I will read. So now I am reading pictures of totallybeautiful women in latex and. After half an hour or so of trying, she still has her back to him. He reaches the tipping point and shouts angrily at her back, waving his arms like a windmill, she doesn’t bat an eyelid which makes him even angrier. He stands up and pushes his face inches from hers and spits out what must be some kind of insult and storms off in a huff. I presume he’s going back to the room, but I see him walking quickly through the bar, and out of the complex.She looks upset with him, eyes filled with tears.