Unfortunately, after cumming, the desire dissapears.I shared my fantasy with her a couple of times, and the one night after cumming deep inside her, s...e pushed my head down bewteen her legs, lifted her pussy to my mouth, and although I smelled our sex, I could not bring myself so far as to clean her pussy.About 4 weeks ago she came to me and told me she is going to a movie with her one friend. I was quite surprised as this was the first time in our many years of marriage that she did this.. That custom device was built by James Finnegan, known in the trade as Finn. I contacted a friend of mine in London. He is a true friend, and I won’t mention his name, but he picked me up at the airport and took me to his house. In his garage– they call it a garage in the UK, but pronounce it GAR’-raj or something like that. Anyway, in his garage was a Triumph Street Triple RS motorcycle. It was registered to a fake name, but it had all the legal tags, title, and insurance in that. Two hours later, Steve returned to the room. He still needed to sort the clean clothes out and do some ironing, but rather than rent an iron at the laundromat, he remembered there was a small ironing board and iron in the room. When he walked in, he was hit by the stench. The room reeked of sweat, sex, vomit, and alcohol. He went to the patio door and opened it wide and moved the drapes to the side so some air would circulate.Steve straightened the room up some more and began putting away clean. His office was close to one of the big hospitals. I was dressed casually in jeans and a nice blouse. Since my breast augmentation there wasn’t much I could do to hide that fact I had large breasts. No matter what I wore it seemed like they were on display. They were very full 36 DD’s and I loved them. Men were like little boys around a big set of boobs. Some were more discreet but some just plain stared. The doctors office was not crowded and a young nurse led me into his private office. I sat.