. .’ Her voice trailed off, as she looked at me. Expectantly? Maybe. I wasn’t sure. ‘Explain what?’ I asked when she didn’t continue. ‘Wh...tever ‘it’ really was, I didn’t do it. Certainly not the cra . . . reasons I was given.’ ‘I know,’ she replied in a small voice. ‘Now. But not then.’ ‘If you’d talked to me, you would have. I tried to tell you, but you wouldn’t listen. Maybe you didn’t want to listen. Maybe you did, but couldn’t get past it. Maybe you wanted it to be my fault for some. Without prelude she took my penis in her mouth and began to suck what felt like the very life out of me.With the attention she was giving me and the site of her head blocking out the moon each time she stroked me with her mouth, I knew that I would not be able to take much more.No sooner had I had this thought then I came.She swallowed every drop of cum and cleaned my shaft for good measure.She started kissing my body on the way up to my lips and by the time she reached them I was turned on yet. At a meeting. Playing golf. Hunting or fishing. Out for a game with the men's softball league. For all intents and purposes, he wasn't there.Although we respected each other's privacy, nobody made a big deal out of incidental nudity around the house or got upset if unintentionally interrupted while in a state of undress. That was just the way it was. As with most everything else, nobody said anything about it. I habitually walked nude from my bedroom to the bathroom and back when I went to take. After a while, I felt like my legs are tired, so I stood off and sat away from him. He said,-the pretzel-I loved pretzel. As we positioned, he groped my right boob with his left hand for a while and started fucking me. He also was not going as fast as he did earlier. I was enjoying a lot but I had no reason to scream.-oh yeah baby…-I did not ask him to fuck me faster or harder. He was already going hard and fast enough for me.After a while, he got out. I said,-face off--oh you love face off,.