I think it will take several chapters, and since I’m new to this writing thing, even as I tap at my keyboard, I’m not sure how much detail to shar.... Let’s find out, together. To rewind: At 22 I had qualified as a secondary school history teacher, a year later I married Eve, who I had met whilst training, and who, like me had got a job at a school in London. The schools were almost twenty miles apart, but that seemed for the best at the time, because there was next to no chance of professional. Her body quivered and then surrendered to me. Her thighs opened very wide to accept my cock deeper. Small tears were seeping out the corners of her eyes. I gently kissed her on her cheek and she opened her eyes to look at me. Her head nodded to me and I began thrusting into her tight pussy.Her hips began meeting my thrusts and we got into a rhythm.I could see in her eyes that she was totally lost in the moment and had no idea where she was. She was into the new feelings building in her. They dragged him into another room. He saw a long rectangular wooden box on the floor. In front of them stood a woman that looked like a nurse. She had a small table on wheels beside her with numerous instruments on it. It looked like a coffin only it had several holes in it. He tried to dig his heels in, but it was useless. The men overpowered Jim and held him upright in front of the woman. Jim was shaking now.She reached to the table and pulled out what looked like a rubber tube with. I can't remember exactly when Tommy confessed his most recent fantasy to me, but I have to admit it caught me off guard a bit. It was after dinner while we were out of town at a ski resort. After several bottles of wine and plenty of sex themed chit chat, Tommy confessed to me that he had always wanted to experiment with tasting and eating his own cum. Initially I was speechless, I always considered myself a very open minded person but the thought of my strong manly husband tasting his own seed.