.” She screamed& before she could finish her words she came violently & relaxed with a satisfied look on her cute face. ! But I didn’t stop finger...ng, sucking & tweaking her. She seemed to be regaining her strength & I immediately stopped as my hungry hard cock was craving for her pussy. I moved up, hugged her tight and rolled on top of her and widened her legs and placed my cock on her cunt lips and started to rub her cunt lips She was biting her lips and was moaning,”. Her face caressed parts of my dick as she worked her mouth up to the head. Or, perhaps, she moved so that my dick would caress her face. The whole chicken and egg thing was unclear and at the time seemed superfluous to me. Regardless, by the time she had arrived at the head there was a pond of pre-seminal fluid collecting in my slit. She licked at it the way you take your first bite of a slice of chocolate mousse cake. I could hear a low ‘mm’ come from somewhere in her throat, hoping she’d be. AGAIN. But don't worry. I got through it. After reading some erotic sex blogs yesterday by other women who also feel like their libidos are about s*******n stories higher than their husbands can climb, I realized that I will do myself a big favour if I really stop depending on my husband so much for my own sexual pleasure.There's been a lot of sex toy-shopping talk going on, and I'm going to figure out how to get that done this week. And I'm also going to send myself to Masturbation Improvement. “Never, ever apologize ... Mark... “You saved me ... Thank you ... for saving me ... Thank you ... for cleaning me up even though I was disgusting. You didn’t reject me even when you saw how dirty I was ... Mark, you didn’t get disgusted and throw me back out in the weather.“How could I ever be angry at you?“I can’t ... It would be impossible.“Thank you...”And she cried herself to sleep in my arms.When I knew that she was out for the count, I gently moved her to the bed and arranged her under.