Her only relationship in her life was a 3 year lesbian experiment, she wanted so badly to be loved. But she assured me she liked men, she said she kep... secretly sucking cocks through the whole time. She told me she really loved cocksucking, which excited me greatly.So I have always fantasized about slutty women, so her revelations didn't turn me away. She didn't tell me all this at once, she lived over 100 miles away, so it was a couple months before we could actually see each other, and we. I pause and take another deep breath inhaling as much of her as I can. The already awake animal in me has been made even more alert and is now hungry and pacing the inside of its cage. My lips were beside her ear and her hair is tickling my face when I whisper “Is that how you speak to me?” In her softest proper tone she whimpers “no…” I release the chain slowly and watched her face for sincerity. She stands up while still looking down, her feet together and her hands folded together in front. Look at all her books and toys. Books about horses. Pictures of horses. A stuffed horse, for Pete’s sake.”“That’s a unicorn.”“Whatever. All she sees are four legs and a mane. It will keep her out of the house so she isn’t picking at her brother all the time and teach her responsibility.”I started to object some more but he silenced me by kissing me. In that kiss—something that had become less fervent over the six years we’d been married—I woke up. I’d always loved Hayden’s kisses. When we were. Now, there was the question. I was never sure if she talked about Debra simply to make me nervous. She loved mind fucking me almost as much as the other sort. ‘I always enjoy going out with you.’ A diplomatic answer I thought. Nothing got past Vicky’s quick mind. ‘That wasn’t quite the answer to the question I asked was it?” ‘No, Miss.’ ‘No, it wasn’t the answer, or no, Miss, I’m not looking forward to this evening?’ ‘Both to tell the honest truth.’ She turned and touched my face. ‘You’ll be.