It was not too long after my marriage I soon discovered my husbands preferential answer to sex, he was to put it bluntly, 'A Wanker', in short he like... to Wank himself of to little fantasies involving me and make believe lovers. He would go into chat rooms and chat to other men, pretending to be me and would encourage these men to email me, and I would in response, send provocative photos, tell them of my sexual fantasies, causing him wank to their responses in hot emails, leading to that. And then I took my other hand and placed it on her other boob. I was groping her. She didn't stop me. I pushed it up and squeezed it some more. My dick was getting hard. It made me really excited even just to play with her boobs."Can you... take off your top?" She nodded and took it off. She then unhooked her bra without question.I then took a closer look. Her nipples were stiff and the scent of her body was blanketed by sea water. My dick was getting harder and harder. I had to keep myself. She stood there anticipating and waiting for it and was rewarded as the large door creaked loudly as it opened. Some things are consistent in all peoples view of the world as they see it and a large door such as this had to creak loudly."Enter, but you leave your weapons inside the door" came the voice from within the shadows. Sapha entered and the door closed behind her and for a moment she was blind in the dark corridor."Your weapons shall be left here. None will touch them." The voice said. 30 am. He opened the door in his bathrobe and as soon as the door closed he parted the gown to exhibit his erect cock.I immediately knelt and pushed him back against the door. It was sucked to the root within 20 seconds of crossing the threshold. I tugged his robe and he dropped it to the floor around his feet. His naked form was displayed for me to relish. My lips popped off his rosy glans. And I looked up at him.“Don’t make me cum too soon. I want it to last.” He said.“I want more than one.