She had a frown on her face and slowlyshook her head.I was not sure what I had done to create this look of displeasure on herface, but the thought I m...ght have disappointed her, was somehowextremely troubling."Did I do something wrong"? I asked with a bit of a tremble in my voice.My emotions always seemed so near the surface, and always threatened tooverwhelm me."Your basic technique is fine," she said."How ever, when you draw the female form, it has no life, no emotion. Doyou wish to learn how. To men ne us ko kaha k us men lun dala hua tha to woh boli itna mota dalne se to phat jati to men bola nahi phatti. Us ne kaha k kitna dard hota hoga us ko. Men bola dard nahi hota boht maza atai hai aur bola ke maza lena chahti ho? Wo boli kese ae ga to men bola k raat ko kamre men aana bataun ga. Us ne kaha theek hai.Raat ko woh 10 baje mere room men ayi aur kaha fayaz abi dilwao maza men ne kaha jab sab so jaen tab aana aur kisi ko batana nahi. Woh bili theek hai.Raat ko 1 baje us ne mere. One more night in front of thecomputer, cleaning cum off of the table. Just as I was about to leave,luck returned to me in the form of a 6' tall, white-haired gentlemen with abig belly and a sexy pair of reading glasses. My heart jumped! He lookedto be in his late 50's or early 60's. He was the perfect age and size. Iwaited for him to go inside before I shut my car door and returned to thebookstore. I looked around the bookstore and he was nowhere to be seen.Good news for me. He could. She said she felt bad about leaving me out of things… our prime directive had always been to do things together.Almost as an afterthought I told her to get on top of me in a 69. I’d do my best even as I thought I couldn’t cum anymore.It worked shockingly well. Even though my cock was down for the count in an odd way it freed me in ways I’d never imagined. From inches away I could look at his cock stroking in and out of my wife’s pussy and be amazed at how beautiful it looked. That thin membrane.