I kept my hand over the bulge as I walked down the path out onto the quiet road that led to the woods. It was a long walk home and I often took a deto...r to make things more enjoyable. There was nobody around, just rows of bungalows either side of the street. I made myself get my cock out through the open zip and covered it as best I could with the bottom of my school blazer. With one hand in the blazer pocket I could keep it in position over my stiff cock, or move it to the side whenever I felt. He shifted his kneeling position and his tongue snaked down to join his thumb. Sandra arched her back. Her arms were raised and her hands pulled at her hair. Her head was turned, her mouth agape, and her breath was coming in short pants. Aaron’s tongue titillated the tip of her clit and his fingers vibrated over the front of her vaginal wall. “Oh FUCK ME!!” she screamed as her body shuddered and bucked spasmodically. Her pelvic bone collided with Aaron’s nose. Stunned, he drew back. “Don’t. Then, I looked away from her in embarrassment from my extreme silliness.She just giggled. I looked back at her and shrugged.Jenny lifted a hand from the table and used her index finger to call me over to her. I came to her call and took the last few steps to the table.Keeping the carrot from her sight, I retook my place on my chair. I bent down and took another long lick along Jenny’s unparted labia. My tongue retreated just before reaching her hidden clitoris. She moaned out something along. Each time I recall it makes me smile. I was so nervous and was so gentle. As out marriage progressed and we learned I could not get pregnant. Soon after, our sex life petered out After all, lust could not overcome science. I grew distant, withdrawn. We both wanted a family and it was not possible. Not possible because of me. Terry was patient. Tender and always there for me. That is when it started, my reluctance to have sex of any kind. I mean not even a hand job for my poor husband. I was.