Jimmie had turned forty seven his last birthday and after being married for sixteen years, his sex drive had fallen off sharply. Oh he still managed t... get it up, but sometimes it was a couple of weeks between times. I tried talking him into seeing a doctor but he kept insisting he would be okay. It was after a night of me begging to be fucked and him not being able to get it up enough to use, that he brought home the first of many toys. Everything from dildos, vibrators, interracial porn. In the previous months he had examined that detail a hundred times and he had determined that the way she held his hand was symbolic, she was only nominally holding on to him as she focused on her true love sitting to her left. Now, for the millionth time he again focused on her left hand, noting how her fingers were intertwined with Gary’s, clasping his hand so firmly you could see the white of her knuckles. Her grip was almost as if she was staking her claim on him and insuring that he would. If you discover it’s not your cup of tea, then blow it off, it’s not like you are going to marry some guy because his cock feels good in your ass,” her voice getting a little loud and people looked at us strangely, I indicated for her to keep it down a bit. “That’s not it, Jesse, I have always thought being queer was way off the charts, particularly for me. Now, here I am making it with a guy and find myself enjoying having his cock in my mouth and ass. It just doesn’t sit right.” She held my. Arriving home, I went to park the car and Lara looked at me and said "are we going to the motel?". I looked at her and said "come on, sure". I saw it as a future opportunity: I knew that the conversation on the way back had turned her on. Arriving at the motel, we fucked very tasty and she was so horny that she even tried to give me the ass (something she rarely does !!), but she couldn't take the pain and we let it go.On Sunday, I had an idea to try to make my wish come true and asked for the.