But a few weeks/months later, you saw a link and... well. There you were.Then you started wondering why all men look at porn no matter how religious,...Christian, or sincere they are. What if the reason you keep doing it again is because God never intended you to stop. There is no "way of escape" because there is no "temptation."So you want your wife to understand and (fantasy) maybe even join you. Here's what I did.I am a psychiatrist, and the art of psychiatry is the skill of getting people. Any girl knows that." To which I didn't but sheepishly tookall my clothes out and only put my tops and skirts back into the machine,which was now only partly filled.Aunty Poss chuckled to me and told me that I had just received my firstlesson in being a girl on a farm, to which I smiled back and thanked her,before filling up the sink next to the washing machine so as to now handwash my bras, panties and stockings."Your cousins have a few items they need to have washed too, so we'llwait for them. Focusing on each press and thrust, neither of us registered when the timer I had set quietly turned on several window fans. My over stimulated body tensed and released in a final swell of pleasure without waiting for my lover. Clinging to him when he fell down against me, my hands slid slowly over the stiff scars that twisted their way down his one hip. Turning sex befuddled eyes I drowsily examined the old cuts he had gotten the day we met. Brushing fingers gently across his shattered cheek,. ‘Swish’ Miss Phillips flicked the strap across the head of his erection making it bounce. Mike yelled out and grabbed his cock, while she looked furious, “How dare you ruin my desk. Wipe that up immediately and get that thing under control or I will use this strap again. “Bend over.”Mike bent over the desk but his rigid member, still oozing, rested on the leather top. She pulled him up then grabbed hold of his cock and pushed it down so that it was trapped against the front of the desk. I.