I pressed myselfback into my chair and looked at her defiantly."You wouldn't," I said. Of course she would, but it was necessary toplay out the scene...properly. A certain amount of defiance was necessary,and expected.She looked at me for a long while, and touched her upper lip with the tipof a delicate pink tongue. Here sharp, perfectly even, white teethcontrasted with her scarlet lips. Not for the first time I was remindedof a carnivore, preparing to tear newly-killed flesh of the bones of. I got dressed and we went out to the living room to discuss. My wife spoke first.. "Okay, that didn't work. I think we need to improve on two things. First, your pussy needs to be lubricated. Most lubes can kill the sperm, so natural lubrication is best. You'll need to get yourself wet before he tries to fill you. Second is that you are going to have to put it in sooner. You need to not wait until the last minute. I don't want you full on fucking, but you need to put it in for the last couple. We knew that we both love the missionary position when fucking.For me its because I love to see the expressions on a woman’s face when I’m fucking her. So I threw her on her back n put my cock on her pussy. She was pushing herself on me trying to get me in as quickly as possible. I slowly entered her at first (we dint need any lubricant as she was already wet by the foreplay), n started to get in to the rhythm.I was pushing in n out of her n she was moving her ass with me making it easier for. I didn't play sports; I didn't join any extracurricular activities that were "acceptable." My days were spent at school or working on the farm, and my nights were spent doing my homework. To be honest, I was surprised I got accepted into the university, but can only guess that it was my good test scores that did it. I had a 4.0 GPA and I got a pretty decent score on my SAT's.So, yeah, I never had a date or a kiss. One time, I asked a girl out and she made up a flimsy excuse as to why she.