This is a massive turn on for me as my boyfriend is in his 40’s and has no idea that when he puts his little dick in me I’m still thinking of my ...pecial friend. My boyfriend and I have sex about twice a month, when he can be bothered, and it’s not that great, sort of two thrusts and a spurt and it’s done. I meet up with my friend at least twice a week and we can be in bed for hours. Sometimes we go for a walk along the beach and if the weather is good we find a quiet spot and we fuck. He. The unsnapping of buckles. Heavy, low panting. The rustle of clothing.Our remaining clothing fell away in unseemly haste. Her breasts were round and full and shockingly pale compared to the darker skin of the more usually-bared parts of her. Nipples stiff and dark amid the circles of her areola. Muscles rippled the smooth, warm skin of her belly, her hips round and hidden within was soft dark down above swollen slickness. I must have gasped for she smiled then and tugged me in closer for. Then I slapped her with a back hand across her cheek. No more games u fucking slut, do as I tell you Slap again just for good measure. Her cheek turning a dark shade of red in the rough shape of a hand, my wedding ring leaving a raised ridge where it made contact with her cheek bone. Utter shock captured in her facial expression. I pulled her head back and leant down for a kiss, this time met with no resistance. Her mouth opened in response to my prying tongue, in it slid, gliding over her own. I was gone only a minute, and when I came out again I handed her a toothbrush.I said, “When you finish cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the driveway.”The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.Moral to this story : Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right, and the other is the husband.A man walks into a restaurant with a full-grown ostrich behind him. The waitress asks them for their orders.The man says, “A hamburger, fries and a coke,” and.