My second thought was that it sounded like a challenge to me. I never actually found the words to say either of that out loud. Instead, I just shrugge... my shoulders, and moved the topic to something else. As I drove back home, my thoughts went back to what you had said about not liking blowjobs. I found myself talking out loud. I was reminded that 2 other men had said the same thing to me once. Then, after I got done with them, they no longer could claim they were unable to cum that way. If I. I will. I’m not – I don’t think.” She turned to leave, but had blushed up a scarlet color.“Deborah stop!” She did.Dave went on, “I am NOT embarrassed about how I live. You don’t need to be either. I’m sorry I teased you. I do have a humorous streak that shows up in strange ways. In my previous job most of the people I worked with knew my lifestyle and knew I had multiple wives. There is nothing you can’t ask me about any of that. I do not proselytize or try to convert others to my way of life. He started using foul words like IMPOTENT, CUCKOLD etc to her about me. The tip of his Circumcised cock touched the head of my c***d into it's Hindu mother's pregnant pussy. My unchaste Hindu Pregnant wife was really laughing as she got struck many times on her baby's head into her love-hole by a Muslim cock. She forgot about taking care of her 8 months c***d as she was in seventh heaven during the inter religious sex. My wife had her eyes closed during the entire intercourse. She couldn’t lift. Her body was very nice, with pert little tits and nipples that could poke your eye out. I felt that familiar tingle in my jeans. As I was lost in my own imagination, I forgot to watch for her to look up, and the next thing that I know, she is up and walking my way. "Is there something you want to say to me, asshole, or do I just give you something to gawk at," she said before I had a chance to even brace myself. "I'm sorry, I was just......" "I know what you were just .... and I'm not.