One day she even told me she didn’t want to be a housewife. I didn’t know what to think. As far as our sex life went, we had sex pretty regularly ...when we were both home in the evenings. Marlene didn’t seem to be as interested as she was before giving birth to the kids. She didn’t deny me sex, it’s just that it was rather routine, like the love part had left. **** I want to tell you a little about Marlene’s family. She was the youngest of five kids born to Evelyn and Ed Davis. They were a nice. Using the blanket that you'd wrapped around me, you rubbed first at my wet hair and then my torso and legs. I was starting to feel the prickling sensation of warmth returning to my extremities...pleasant but slightly painful.You left me wrapped up for a few minutes while you rearranged the bedding. You unzipped both our sleeping bags so that they were fully open, like two quilts and laid them on top of one another. You then helped me to my feet once more and we moved to the airbed. Lying me. I am at apoint where I feel real proud of what I am doing and am confidentthat I am doing something right." Mabel was listening closely and could tell it wasn't easy for herhusband to be telling her this. She wanted to help him but didn'twant to break the roll that Jerry seemed to be on. "You may not know or realize something. I have come to theconclusion that none of those jobs you put me on worked out for onereason. They all required that I boss someone and I am not a boss.It isn't in me to. Rhonda was to fellatio what honey is to bread, a perfect match! I gasped aloud as her tongue moved from side to side across the swollen vein running the length of my staff.Then she set out to see just how much of me she could accept down her gullet. I was incredulous as five full inches moved readily into her throat with nary a gag.But at this, I became nervous and holding her heard in hand, cautioned her against proceeding any further. She was content to suck that amount and not seek to.