“Pervert!” We laughed a bit before she pressed on. “I’ve seen some pictures where the guy’s totally shaved. And then I see you, and you’ve...never even had a shave.” I had to concede this. “So, does it look bad, or good?” “It doesn’t really matter, you know? I mean, the shaved guys look bigger, but I guess that’s part of the illusion, then.” “Okay, let me ask you this: do you shave?” She gave me a weird look. “How do you know I have hair down there?” “You’re not the only one who looks at porn.”. Our sex life has been through ups and downs and we struggled for years to find a rhythm that matched both of our desires. The wife also suffered from a “proper” upbringing that placed limitations on what the wife thought was permissible in a sexual relationship between husband and wife. In my youth I was promiscuous and had more sexual encounters I think? The wife never really shared much about her sex life prior to our marriage. It also seemed there were many unspoken desires that we never. We had a boy this time and named him Joseph Daniel; he was nicknamed JD by the kids at school. When Mom brought him home, our lives continued on the same track. Whenever Mom would feed JD I was always there to help drain the excess milk from her beautiful teats.. We also kept up the routine of Mom lying on her side feeding and me sliding my cock deep into her cunt. We would often go to sleep like this when the baby had been put back in his cot. Nan still came and joined us a couple of times. I held back from telling him about my fantasies, until he told me he loves bisexual women. I asked had he ever had a threesome & he said no, but he wanted to, really badly. I told him I would consider it, but we had to find a girl. That seemed to be no problem for him, considering he knew A LOT of women, & still kept in contact with almost all of his ex girlfriends. I kept turning down every female he mentioned, because I didn't want anyone who he had sex with involved. I was afraid they would.