The things they make me do are steadily becoming more perverted.I think I would have felt better if I could preview the DVDs and delete any scenes tha... make me especially uncomfortable. But no matter what they contain I keep coming back to the primary truth. It’s better for our future together that Doug is aroused by the things he sees me do.I need that because if he can’t take it any longer and decides to leave me that will truly be the end of my life. I adore my husband despite how badly I’ve. (pretty awful huh?)And basically I don't know what to say to you. What? Do you want to use me? is that what I should say? I hate this feeling: it's making me feel like a complete fool.========/Hi there, I suppose making you squirm or feel foolish is quite what I want.It does not sound "awful" I have known several women who have the same thoughts that you describe.On the contrary I find them quite appealing and I think that you are fortunate to be able to acknowledge them. Indeed I would love to. "I bought it. It's ex-coastie. I've collected a crew and we're off to do business in the Carribean but I'm worried about piracy. She's got a fire control system but I have no idea how to interface with it. Can you help me out? I figure if you've got any blue water navy guys you know somebody's got to know what to buy and how to get it integrated."He sat there and looked at me, then laughed. Then he reached out his hand and shook mine. "Chief Petty Officer Bob Conway. Nice tameetcha." He grinned. I wanted to feel him suck me, then me him and I could one more time try to get his cock in my ass. Prior to this moment, every single time I tried bottoming I failed, it was always too tight or not clean enough. The drive to his place, I felt as though I might end up not wanting to go all the way. I pulled up to his driveway and he opened the door, he was an older gentleman, was wearing only shorts, no shoes or shirt, he waved for me to pull in on the grass. When I parked, he asked me to wait.