First, it was a new dress or lingerie, then a special dinner with wine, then dancing, and best, with all these ending on our marriage bed.Our sex, whi...e vanilla, was again satisfying and sketches in the book, Joy of Sex, told us how to experiment for different flavors. The changing sexual culture swirling around us, however, also shook our marital bed with ideas of greener grass on the other side of the marriage fence, not just doing different positions together.We didn't talk about it. It was. “Have you been pushing yourself to be like her all day?” he asked with concern.“No!” Alaina said, suddenly glaring at him. “What, am I not allowed to be—”“Hold on, hold on,” Will said soothingly. He brushed her hair back behind her ears on both sides of her head. “I didn’t mean it like that. I just don’t want you ever thinking you need to try to act like someone else, alright? I liked you before today, remember.”She pursed her lips, staring into his eyes as he played with her hair. “Sorry, that. “yes I’m begging you not to say anything sir.”I took a tipsy Gamble and moved in closer pulling her hair back with one hand I leaned in close to her. My other hand grasped at her breast a lightly pulled her small 5’0” figure towards me. She gasped in shock but did not protest, instead she tipped her head back into my shoulder. He sat motionless on his knees.She moaned as I massaged her nipple between my fingers. I slipped my hand down the front of her already loose waist band and began to. This was all the encouragement her teachers needed to want to help Jenny in any way they could.Another fact contributed to Jenny’s dulled eyes: she was drunk. Quite drunk, truth be told. As she stood over the pool table, leaning for support, she would occasionally dance around a bit, causing her massive mammaries to sway and her butt to jiggle. She would also smile and giggle at everything and anything, showing off the smile of an inebriated girl who was so ripe with bursting sexuality, that it.